Planets by sparks

When iridescent light collided with dark matter you were conceived. (Again) In places of decadence beyond my perception, we interweave.(Event) Saturated with strands of fiber from the great traits handed on from the souls that speak without words aloud, but are glean, nundating and heard. The transition we vaguely recall in our dreams as bairn sprits. That reminds that we are small, that we travel forever in time. Heading towards wisdom gained and amassed in collection, ( destination) we stay a course towards becoming more than we can dream. As we try to recall each time it occurred, it fades away like seasons. Yet, I feel the grains filling the trug of my heart and mind. Once the star is born, fusion becomes life, becomes red, becomes white, then becomes darkness. The circle continues and begins again with a conscience remembering of all that is gained, all that is lost, and all that we'll become. (Sparks)