Catalyst - 2010/09/21

Tossing and turning from frozen depths
In dark unknown reaches of deep space
Moving at a speed unimaginable to most
All so inconsequential beyond its pace
What is this object hurtling unnoticed
Passing scores of supernovas from afar
Existing only to blaze this very trail
A harbinger for the birth of dead stars
In a realm of nothing it brings beauty
Even as it works to suck the life dry
Acting as the tiny spark for the blaze
You will not escape though you may try
Forces behind I will not be describing
The intention here is to simply ignite
Fuses wired to the core ready to blow
A gift from the catalyst now in flight

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