We are made of star stuff
Sagan told me that.
He taught me that I’m ancient
And am new.
God taught me magic lived
And breathed and died.
He taught me that the sky
Is a well of ancient knowledge
And a well of age-old knowledge
Isn’t a thing you pass by easily.
Sagan told me that
Something incredible was just
Waiting, waiting, waiting
To be known.
God taught me that wonder
Is a thing you find through searching,
And that once you know it,
It never leaves you.
Sagan told me
“billions and billions”
And I know just what it meant
To me when he said that.
God told me that
There were things he didn’t tell me
Because he wanted to show me,
And he wanted me to use the brain he gave me.
He told me that magic is just science.
Who would have believed in the Internet
In the Dark Ages?
The Internet is magical.
Sagan told me to forget about Jesus,
Because the stars themselves gave up their lives
To be humans.
I told him that the stars that died for us
Were crafted and created by a God
Who died so that the humans that he
Made out of star stuff
Could live forever in a land without pain
After their star stuff moved on.
All you have to say is yes.