Like the sun foreshadowing a terror
With every shot from its coronal loops
I too get uneasy when I’m bitter
Like Venus, planet of love and
Abundant light
I too can be showy – but obviously tawdry
Like the moon who’s only doing is to
Circuit through a course with no end
I too am used.
But the only one who I am ever truly reminiscent of
Is a fading star
With its growth from the nursery (stellar nebula)
to zenith (a star)
It is at its peak
But when the fuel of life begins to seep – BOOM! (Planetary nebula)
It is only as vigorous as it was when it
wasn’t even born
lifeless – I too.