Each planet and star is a tear
drop of the universe, emotions
made form, each with there
purpose as the universe lives
and breaths life is all around.

It exists in so many forms,
the suns are its heart beats,
it skips a beat when each one
burns out and dies, but from
dust new ones are born a new
heart beat in the universe
heard all around.  

It is alive, for the places that
it gifts with life, planets and
places where different aspects
of life have sprouted and
grown.

We are grains of the universe
given life, a moment in a place
that it gifted with existence, it
shows us the beauty of out there
wonderment for our eyes.

Will we do this creation proud,
a universe that has given the
frail existence that is life, or will
be what we once were just dust
floating again in that place called
the uneverse.