Children of the Star Breather


The Star Breather

Slow to inhale, a conscious exhale

Breathing particles and icy mist

Forming the universe, with a twist

Covering all with a veil

The Star Breather's offspring

Formed from the earth

Full of joy and mirth

This is what they sing

Stars shining bright, they burn

We live a life, so blessed

Then when it's time to come to rest

To the Star Breather, we return

Note: Only the prologue is in poem format. The rest of the story is written in prose. Thanks for the read!