A twinkling light dims is the cold of depth dark space.
From a non-calculable distance a pair of eyes watches the scene unfold.
The twinkling light dims almost to a pinpoint,
And then for a fraction of a second seems to wink like the eye of a passer by.
An almost in the same instant of time, the pinpoint of light grows brilliantly bright.
It hangs in the sky over head glowing as if to say here I was,
Then it dies the death that was intended for it.
In the remnants of its life space, as if a ghost of itself still exists,
The components of life spread outward, a nebula of stardust
Marks it place in the coldness of the depth dark space.
Thus with its ending, it gives a new beginning to one of the beauties of the great night’s sky.

Death of A Star by Qfreak69©.