Stellar ejecta 
Pulled into the
Marrow, 
The eyes, 
The roots of 
Teeth, 
Centrifugal 
The way we 
Coalesce,  
Then drift blindly 
Through the 
Nothingness 
On our way to 
Oblivion, 
Ashes to dust 
And home
Again. 

#Poetry 

 The cycle of life in the macrocosm, @Michelle, that constructs us all from stardust and flings our atoms, intermixed, into space.  And who knows but they may be remade into another star, to burn together once more...