This orb
This life giver
This thing of mass
And light
And heat
And meaning
That sets consciousness
Alight

This battery
The necessary and sufficient thing
To create all things

Material
Etherial
Conceptual
Spiritual

Generator of

Possibility
Inevitability

Everything depends
On a lonely star
Circled by rocks and gas and ice
Themselves circled by rocks and gas and ice
Twirling on the outer arm
Of a galaxy of stars and rocks and gas and ice
All made of star stuff

Except consciousness
Which lives in a home
Made of star stuff
But is not
Itself
Star stuff

Instead
Merely a conceit of matter
Believing it is matter
That somehow
Matters

And perhaps it does
Or
Perhaps it does not

But in this moment
I matter
To me
And that is all
That matters

That
And all the other
Matter houses
For consciousness

My companions
Of existence