Event's Horizon

With a boom blast, he came raging out of the blackness,

Powered by the vaporizing ice jet stream,

Sacrificing cold shelling for fuel,

A chance at life, and something genuine.

Riding the first and only spiritual concussive wave,

The last hope of a small star to help something, anything escape the ever-growing event horizon.

Hurtling cometallary to the nearest bright solarity in an attempt to orbitually be planetary.

To escape the implosive strangle of the soul. trying to crush all who reside near into its great spiritual blackhole.

Then to bask and grow life, because with life comes awareness.

And with awareness come emotion which give birth to the spiritual.
And in love be able to contribute to the universal conscious.