In the shadows of the cosmos, lurks Destruction, A formless entity, elusive and profound, No shape or face, just cosmic disruption, The harbinger of endings, the universe unbound.

Before the stars ignited their celestial blaze, And planets danced in orbits, serene and bright, Destruction swirled in chaos' endless maze, A force unseen, yet wielding endless might.

It roams the vast expanse, relentless and cold, With every step, galaxies tremble and quake, The fabric of existence it does enfold, Reducing galaxies to ashes in its wake.

Yet, in the ruins of its cosmic spree, Destruction holds the seeds of a grand design, For when the final star fades out to sea, Another universe blooms, celestial and fine.

A cycle unending, destruction and rebirth, The cosmic dance of life and death entwined, With each new dawn, a chance for life's rebirth, In Destruction's chaos, a new world to find.

So let us not despair in destruction's wake, For from the ashes, hope and strength arise, Embrace the change, the chance for a new take, In cosmic rhythms, we see life's surprise.