The last will be the first

How it unravels. The extroverted light.

From what? Scientists will point out.

It's from that yellow ball of gas filled

with quirky elements. To name them.

Hydrogen, helium, carbon, neon, iron.

So, how much poetry is in chemistry?

Just present us. Sunlight in our eyes.

Give us. New days. Hope. Mince pies.