Specks of dust
accrete,
swirl,
concentrate,
reach critical mass,
and ignite into a star,
which of why
we must remember
to sweep under the bed.

The sun is dust on fire.
The moon is dust on ice.
The Earth is a dusty ball
with a dusty web
of dust-based life.
We are the dust that learns
to think,
to speak,
to dream.

Today's #vss365 prompt is Dust. There's not much else to say about dust other than to remember that everything in our world came from a cloud of dust from a star that exploded, and that someday our own sun will explode back into dust, and new stars will form.

What's more amazing than the endless potential of dust?

More Tomorrow.