A Star

It’s a test.
She throws him the ember,
White hot, a star in her
Orbit, a shining spark in
The darkness of living.
If he drops it, he’s lost,
And his circle will never
Complete, the ashes of his
Existence cursed to drift
Forever through this
Unbounded cosmos. The
Arc of it is a flame.
He reaches out his fearful
Hands, and it’s his.
It doesn’t burn.
It illuminates.

R 25/01/2025 19:00