Born in a Cosmic Furnace

I laid down on the grassy terrain
that encompassed the observatory
with her,
as we fixated our gaze
up to the stars.

We both were
enchanted and entranced
by the glowing balls of
cosmic fire that
enveloped the night sky.

She suddenly stood up,
beckoning for me
to follow her,
Her hand reaching down to me
Like

Once my eyes met hers,
She asked me,
"Darling,
why are your eyes
fixated on me
as they were when you were
gazing skyward?"

I smiled,
slowly switching my gaze
back to the sky,
and replied:
"I just figured something out."

She asked me,
"What is it
that you have
figured out?"

I looked back at her,
and said,
"You are stardust,
Living, breathing stardust."

She looked at me,
Perplexed by my response,
And asked if I can
Expand on what I meant.

"The scale at which
explosions occur
here on earth
is nothing in comparison
to that of
dying stars.

The heat that
stars exhibit are due
to atomic fusion
occurring within their cores.

They are constantly at odds,
however,
with another force:
their own
gravitational pull.

When stars die, gravity wins, causing stars to collapse in on themselves.
This huge
influx of mass
causes stars to explode,
releasing an
insurmountable amount of
energy.

At such high temperatures,
you can create
bigger elements,
such as carbon.

Carbon is the
building block of
all organic compounds.

This, my love,
includes those that
create the DNA
in our bodies,
which hosts the
genetic information to
create you and me."

"My love,
that is a lot to wrap
my head around,
But I don't see the connection
Between the stars and me"

"Don't you see dear?
We are all stardust,
You and me.
This grass beneath our feet.
The very earth we stand on
is due to stars
like those up in the
night sky.

We are all
cosmic beings with the
atoms in our bodies
forged within cosmic furnaces."

I then softly
placed a hand upon her
Porcelain face,
and whispered:
"Better than all that,
You are my stardust."