Spinning up toward the top.
Fire swirls in and about.
It wants to be seen,
So that others will join the cause.
Combustible chlorophyll climbing branch after branch,
A melting metamorphosis defying gravity.
Reaching out to the setting sun,
Looking to light descending darkness.
But never wins.
Chased away by a colossal elliptical orbit.
Stardust contains all the fuel needed to keep the fires burning,
Until such time that they don’t.