Star Child

"We are all made from the same cosmic stuff and, indeed, were all once inside the same star." -Allan Sandage Natural History magazine, Feb 2000, p 66

You are made of the cosmos
And of the Earth
And of the things
Eaten before your birth.

You are your sun,
And that comet too;
Of white sweeping clouds
In the sky of blue.
You are a part of the ants
That in the grass roam,
Also of everything
In the sea's foam.

These are all you
And you are all them,
This makes you so special
No beginning, No end.

So next time you look up
At the sky and feel
That nothing you want will ever be near,
Please keep in mind that all will be well;
You are a Star Child--
Nearer to Heaven than Hell.