Beginning to Grey

Bright white light, fade to black.

The message is there,

Contained in a hair,

The sentry of light,

Who gains an army of white.

Open up the box,

Time flies as it flocks,

A conflict of purpose,

Life's given in service.

Take a deep breath,

Know nothing or death,

It became you,

Even through and through.

Ensnared on a planet,

Magma turned to granite,

Freezing in a moment,

Saving, staying potent.