After a star has lived its life
and run out of nuclear spirit,
after its atmosphere thins out
and its heart falls in upon itself,
after it explodes in all colors of the
rainbow and beyond,
diffuse rivers of its flesh pool
and form sunset clouds lightyears across.
Atoms from the star, in its grave,
encounter each other
one by one, maybe with refugees from
another stellar wake
and shake hands, come together, make
rocks and dirt, build houses, and eventually
sunflowers.