In the inward-falling scheme,
matter gathered,
elemental, drawn tight,
pressure parading.
Energy became motion,
gamma flares subdued
to the patient heat of starlight,
a slow, radiant sigh.
From this ignition,
a new architecture:
core and corona,
convection, balance, rhythm.
Being is mirrored here,
born of density,
a mass of mind
striking fire from within.
Brightness held steady,
layer on layer,
as though the soul itself
were a star sustained.
Matter sanctified as radiance.
Being as long burning.
Consciousness as fusion.

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