A spacey spoken word used in my Secret Mixter mix of duckett…

The stems in the zip are dry.

WORDS
Looking up, up, up
To the night sky
Looking back, back, back
Into time
Bright, vivid, light, shines
Down, down, down

Billions and trillions of light years away
All these distant memories
Of what was, of what will never be

Gazing up, up, up
With wonder
Wondering what, what what
Comes next

Is our future shining back at us?
Has a voyeuristic space voyager
Already seen our demise?

Are we a warning?
Are we a reflection?
Are we nothing but stardust?

And isn’t that all we ever were?

Looking up, up, up
To the night sky
Looking back, back, back
Into time
Bright, vivid, light, shines
Down, down, down

And reflects who we are
Stars
Stars.