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As the blast occurred, Gravity opened his fist, Releasing the mist, Everything had been blurred. He quickly went to work, But realized something was wrong, Something didn't belong, The universe became murk. The dome he had just built, Was too dark couldn't be seen, Needed something to gleam, So this structure would be lit. Nothing came to his mind, Darkness was all he knew, As the mist started to accrue, A blinding light started to shine. The darkness now stood far, Brightly rays of hydrogen burned, What had Gravity for yearned, He gave the name of star. |
I love how you personify gravity, and make that "force" seem more than just an act of nature, but a living being with desires, hopes, and needs. I really like how the light and dark are used as opposites, and how gravity only knows darkness, though he desires something more, that being the light... It really is impressive, this creation of a star. It makes me think of the creation of a star as a beautiful desire of some force, in this case that would be gravity. I really like the way you put this together... It is a really good continuation of the series :) And it creates a very creative picture of the makings of the star. -Einna | Posted on 2010-12-15 00:00:00 | by einna | [ Reply to This ] | |