A chemistry in the stars
Time and space entwine as one.
When I finish who I am
I will become a tourmaline sun.
Look up to the heavens.
Light abuzz in each photon.
Down in the ground a crunching hell
When it all comes undone a tourmaline sun.
Our ancestors keep us safe
They live within crystal time.
Clear intentions imbued with colors
Sparkling with shine.
Come and join atom’s spiraling climb
When all is done we become a tourmaline sun.
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