On Light & Carbon

‘Where did it come from,
the tree?’ I asked.
‘It came up from the ground,’
the teacher said.
I believed him.

Later in a book I read
that it also grew in from the air,
the light trapping the carbon
from the atmosphere
and nailing it to each leaf
in turn through photosynthesis.
I was surprised.

‘Where did it come from,
the world?’ I asked.
‘It was born of God’s
Mercy and Love,’ the priest said.
I trusted him.

Later on TV I saw
that it was made of stardust,
the elements scattered
through the heavens in supernova
to gather in a ball of light and fire
that gave us each our lives.
I was spellbound.

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