fauxcroft

We are but cosmic particles
Reflected light bright and speckled.
Drifting through the this universe
Singing songs whilst we disperse
Through the ever eternal dark
You can see our light sparkle leaving it’s mark.
Like interstellar nomads
We know no home
Free to always drift and roam
From galaxies far and wide
Lighting up the darkest nights.
Flickering like distant supanovas
To be seen the cosmos over
Flashing through parallel portals
Transdimentional flares we ought to
Pay a visit to other selves
Other particles and atomic cells that bring our illusory self to life
Waiting for when the time is right
Once again to spark into life.