Our Mother Source, the speeding star
Enflamed by vast creative juices,
Bravely races on her cosmic journey.
Surging future-forward in her galaxy,
Forever escaping yesterdays,
Even though knowing they are but
Shadows who hide on darkened sides
Of her captured planets, spiraling wide.
A star with gravity tow line spirals, reeling in
Time travelers bursting with all evolution
Keeping close to light and warmth
Her little flying family.