Stardust

By Shanmukha Vitta

The stars would be really proud,

if they could see what their remnants became—

a spark,

a light,

a being so extraordinary

that even the cosmos would pause.

Those ancient atoms

wove themselves into you,

crafted that curve of your smile,

the depth in your eyes,

the warmth in your voice,

that feels like home.

You are a reminder

that even in their collapse,

stars find a way to shine again—

through you,

in you.

If they could speak,

they’d whisper their gratitude

to having been a part of something

so infinitely beautiful.

The universe built you

from the dust of its dreams,

and every night

the stars look down,

proud to know

that their endings

created your beginning.

By Shanmukha Vitta