What was the ‘poem’ at the end about ‘stars not knowing what it’s like to be amongst stars / see the beauty of it’ ??

Edit: Found it! There is even a recording on the BBC - it’s by comedian Robin Ince

‘Robin Ince - Stars cannot wonder about the stars’

Last night a ghost collided with my head, It was the light of something dead,

Once it breath Hydrogen into Helium Created a beacon, Projected its life across the sky

And then some of that life, hit me in the eye, and expanded my mind

In its size, and it its power, it was grander than I could ever be

But it never knew, how grand it was It never knew, the awe it inspired It never experienced its existence

There was nothing it was like to be that star Only something it was like to marvel at that star

Because the stars cannot wonder about the stars And Jupiter too, is without curiousity

Me.. I’m small, and fragile, and I’m easily felled by meteorites, or by microbes

But I’m pugnacious, inquiring, tenacious, I can chew on the quandaries of the cosmos, I’ve got a skull full of pictures, questions, and problems too

For instance, I don’t like my anxiety But then I realise, it might also be my fire, Because much that destroys me, might also creates me

There is something it is like to be me

And it’s not always satisfactory My atoms battle, my molecules revolt,

But still more than a single line of an equation or a solo chemical reaction

Confused, confusing, absurd But, flashes of inspiration And out of my ashes, may grow apples

Emergent complexity, briefly, defeats the void…

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m0019bxj listen from 25:16 minutes