Masses of star dust floating around
Gathering slowly becoming a form
Rotating faster and faster they go
Getting bigger making an impressive show
Crashing into each other with fiery fury
Sending more dust out in a flurry
To float away until settling down again
In a place where they cause life to begin
A system brilliantly started by the Creator
Beginning His plan that would end much later
Out of this stardust Man was formed
Gradually becoming perfectly transformed
Today I look up and wish on the stars
That someday I will return way up far
Thinking of my Creator with a big smile
I will someday be with Him as I am a Starchild
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Kathy
Kathy
Kathy
Its the feeling of lost when mankind picks something to worship., However whatever makes life easier is fine by me
I think it all is probably beyond our comprehension; but very deep subject matter here, with plenty of scope for thought and theory; or should that be thought and hypothesis?...
Kathy
Kathy
Kathy