Stellar Evolution
A Valentine
What nebula, asked frankly, could predict
That time and gravity would forge from it
Four forms, according to a pattern strict
For changing parts is this one actor fit
A protostar from dust and gas is made
Parts meet, dance, and are fused to form some light
Be patient, for if we are not afraid
We might produce some shining heat tonight
But it won’t last, and inevitably
Our gorgeous light will spawn a giant red
Vexing things we ignored, charitably
Will fill us with rage, blame and creeping dread
What remains will be a mere dwarf, still white
Which will turn black, on some impending night
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Wow! So beautiful. I love it!
I'm writing for this to happen hehehehe. Loved your poem!