Four billion miles of light across the sky
Where dust creates an abstract work of art
With beauty far beyond unaided eye
The nurseries where solar systems start
The remnants of explosions long ago
Now seed the galaxy with all life's needs
Soon gravity can cause a star to grow
The nebular the soup on which it feeds
Such spinning swirls of gas once spawned our sun
The Earth was just the dust that moved too fast
The disk of gas and rock from which we're spun
Was once the created by a stellar blast
Though physics can explain the things we see
The beauty of it all means more to me
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