stardust

by Lisa Molina

pinpoints of life

fragments of

exploding stars

moon eggs float

contentedly in a

mother’s womb

growing, stretching, turning,

hearing the rhythm of

the heart blood flowing

seeking more space

pushing and prodding

to discover new worlds

even if by pain

blood fear and

saltwater tears

interconnected by

the stardust within

all of us

and the rhythm

of moon life

waves breathing

in and out

back and forth

ebb and flow

whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh