In the beginning…

I was born

In the sour belly

Of a dying star

I was spat out

Like black bile

Into the inky void

Of nothingness

For eons, I existed

Alone, an outcast

Black bile

Yet, eventually

I met others

Like myself

Misfits, rejects

We huddled together

And formed bonds

After what seemed

Like an eternity

I was pulled up

Into the roots

Of an apple tree

I became

An essential part

Of a living apple

You know the rest

Of the story…