Dust

 Dust


Even at their densest

the clouds we know and love

because of the Hubble

the nebulae

the gas and dust

the lovely ghosts amongst the stars

somewhere between the labeled galaxies 

are emptier than any laboratory vacuum 

ever generated on this earth


But they are tens of light-years wide

their total mass exceeding that 

of ten thousand of suns


Theirs is the substance 

from which stars and planets 

and asteroids and comets

and all living things

and all the things they live on

or in

or under

or beside

are made from 

something from almost nothing


Aubrey Lieberman

9/24/25

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