Literary Force Magazine Literary Force Magazine Volume 2 | Page 32

Star Factory
It does not take much
It takes one tilt of your head to look up at the great void
A deep, endless abyss of who knows what,
Who knows where?
Polychromatic hues that hide behind gas clouds
The Pillars of Creation that any philosopher may argue reflect mankind’s duality
with the cosmos
Stars are not born from one day to the next
We are made of star-stuff
The same elements that linger out there
Form all of earth’s elements- including the retina in your eyes to be able to read
these words on ink
The constellations, sitting above our brains, not too far

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