The sun is silver,
The moon turned golden.
We all thought we were
We laugh as it crashes all around us
And dance our way through
Shattering and scattering ourselves
The unknown cosmos.
Near and far we create new stars and light
Fiercely formed worlds with love.
Screaming and singing; sink and dissolve once again.
To root, bloom, reseed and
Create is all we know.
The rest is up to the others.