We live in the matter that can be touched
and we think that we have a soul that can only be felt,
so we separate the matter from the soul
and wind up believing that they are two different things.
But all the Universe is pervaded
of the same life and energy of love
of which everything has become, only more rarefied
in our perception and diffused all over.
When what we call matter concentrates in one point
there a sun becomes and where a sun is formed,
planets may happen made by the same stardust.
There may happen the kind of life we call life.
But it’s the Cosmos itself that’s alive
and each planet could be a sun
if it weren’t too little to burn in a nuclear fire.
And so this is what you were and are my love,
a drop of love in the immense love of the universe,
that I can still see in the depth of your eyes
like I see in the night sky through my windows,
the stardust that made you exist and still be.