Galactic Vision

The new star

the temporary star

glowing in the day

and night

The star was large

I heard

before it burst

in full spectra

Its light reaching

my eyes.

Eyes made of stars

that died

They burst too

millions and billions

of years ago

from across the galaxy

Their dust and energy

spewing out

across space

the non-empty void

Some dust falls

toward singularities

E = m (c * c) and

their escape is radiation

Some dust spirals away

showing a hidden remnant

of a vast

mystery

But my eyes

are made from dust that

cleared interstellar obstacles

and landed here

And now this dust

sees as more dust

flies out, and will perhaps

create eyes like mine.