Stars in Waiting – a poem

Tidally locked, the faces of demons leer

From within the grinning void, blank

Chasms of space where behemoths dwell,

Hot fires raging from nearby stars

Alight upon swirling worlds close

And sear their cloud whirls fiery,

A conflagration due to come nuclear,

Burn hot plasma, fusion born living reactor.

Proto-flesh of stars sworn to circle about

Their older sibling suns for an eternity,

At least until they fuse, form from fire

Into flames that transcend mere burning, gas

Always trying to escape, balance sought

Yet through aeons long ages found

In those astral interstices, a symphony,

Spheres tidally stuck, stars in waiting.


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