You live in the earth, sun, sea, and air,
born of unexploded stars,
the detritus of white dwarves,
canvassing the Galaxy with steady resolve
and infusing yourself into the organic realm.
You float on a baby’s breath to nearby plants
that convert you into the energy needed
to feed us all and power the globe.
Even at the bottom of the sea,
you turn sediment into rock
and store yourself in methane
that will, as temperatures rise,
blend with the sky
and spell our end.
You are the ancient master of chemical communion,
the basis of life,
the father to thought,
forever in motion,
forever nearby,
from birth to death,
from life to life,
the most beguiling element,
a dependable friend.
