Oh, Jenny

Written from a prompt list at the site  The Sunday Whirl

Oh, Jenny—
Tell me again about the journey here
before you were born your
atoms unaligned and scattered
across a big star-filled sky
or about that time when you
were one of those stars in
that star-filled sky one among
all your sisters or Remind me
about the time you were one
of the stones standing
so still beneath the stars full
of wonder at that sky, full
of wonder that a stone
could see and stand in awe
without wondering at the source
without measuring the cycle
back then before you returned