Adrift Poem by Ryan Garner

The longer I remained adrift, the more my icy heart began to freeze as the warm starlight dwindled into the background. Being alone in the vastness may have allowed for self-reflection, but with no light even a reflection becomes obscured. I longed to be captured by the gravity of a new star and as we drew closer, my icy interior would once again begin to thaw and the dust from the stars would interchange before inevitably I move on my charted course.

As my heart once again began to freeze, I longed for the connection like that which is shared between the planets and the stars. Their courses forever entangled, their symbiosis a perfect balance, together they shine and function as one. Their synchronicity the model example for all things in the Universe for life itself depends on it.

Despite my bleak existence through which I endured, my journey was a tragic success… Chaos chose to plant my seed and my seemingly immortal existence was vaporized in a blinding flash. In my ash grows a new world. This reset barren world my canvas. The cocktail of stardust my paint. I gave myself to you and your world as I am the paintbrush and I am no more… but you are.