Collected Light

A small glimmering light. 
From distances not yet known. 
Appears in the darkness of night. 
When and where my own star isn't shown. 

A violent place. 
Of energetic transactions. 
Out in the depths of space. 
Creating all elements through reactions. 

The fusion of atoms are intense. 
From the heat and pressures inside. 
The amount of energy is immense. 
Even light years away it can not hide. 

With the gravity I create. 
Dust and debris collect. 
Mysterious worlds around me rotate. 
A solar system is now erect. 

This just from my birth. 
As eons pass. 
Conditions where right for a livable Earth. 
Life sprung from its mass. 

Blue and majestic. 
And within the Goldilocks zone. 
Poetic and simplistic. 
Another race created a home. 

Now with my mass increasing. 
My death soon to come. 
With more energies releasing. 
The universe mankind must plum. 

Intelligent and grand. 
They look out into space. 
Now conquered by man. 
In the galactic race. 

Through countless stars in each galaxy. 
With the technology they imagined. 
They will survive my lethality. 
As I do the unimagined. 

Deconstruct a system. 
When I implode. 
Dust and rocks emission. 
Will be crushed within the black hole. 

Now I was only one of many. 
We come in every size. 
Creating different types of energy. 
And life forms along a timeless fall or rise. 

This is the universe.  
As seen through every stars eyes. 
A constant froward and reverse. 
And eternity of expanding and retracting skies. 

They are still a lot that we don't know. 
I am not a scholar in this I write. 
But looking at the stars as they glow. 
I wonder the mysteries of the collected light.