My eucatastrophe

I wanted a poem out of this, but my Hungarian has been out of order recently. The post is a strange metaphor- one that I haven't solved yet. Now please read; and comprehend.

Create a metaphor.

It has to be about two. I could have tried with one or three, but eventually it's always about two.
Let's draw a sketch of these two.
One is masculinity on its dawn; the other is feminity on its infinite zenith. Not just we've created two characters but we also have a sound antithesis.
Let's pretend they are both stars, if we've already made them act as if they were our Sun. The antithesis receives a boost now. Stars are relatively far from each other. Furthermore, even if we relate to a fixed position to see where each stars "dawn" and "zenith" would be, they won't ever be at the same place.

I sincerely hope you are still following.

Now let's deepen the characteristics' of the stars of masculinity and feminity a bit further. Stars are huge or tiny, differ in color, temperature, brightness and so on. Different planets and cosmic objects surround them. One is lonely and the other one can't count its friends. Actually we don't even need to define how our two stars look like because we know it well that they are going to differ for sure (or not).

Here comes the trick.

We take out both stars from their relevant solar system, and carefully insert them into a place designed just for them. What happens next? Catastrophe. Stars just can't understand each other. They pretend to be in their own solar system. They talk about their own planets, comets and space debris. They don't care much about the other's parameters or if they do, it happens to be something they also have on their own. Now even if they realize eventually the prime and blatant fact (as in being similar) they wouldn't overcome the greatest obstacle posed between them... And that is, dawn admires zenith but zenith only smiles at dawn.

Who put these two in the same space? And why would he do that? What an ass move, god. Sorry for blaming you again, but it seems like you are responsible for all the ass moves in this universe. But I'm putting my trust in you and look more into this splending little metaphor.

There is a good reason for stars not being in the same solar system. Their immense power is the single focal point of each system. There is no place for two... only if, per chance, they bond as a binary star. As rare and unique they are, once they accept the other, they create something exquisite and unrepeatable. Does dawn want to play his chances? Is zenith going to gamble? Eventually it all seem to be impossible and unrealistic.

My guess is that it's going to end as it was predicted before (ie. as a catastrophe)... only if god quits delivering ass moves and induces an eucatastrophe*. And as every protagonist, I can only wish that he intervenes.

Stars might live without a zenith; but I just can't.

*Eucatastrophe is some sort of deus ex machina that turns an almost sure doom into a relieving and happy ending. Tolkien had created the term (eu=Greek 'good'); often used in fantasy and in a certain Hungarian writer's mindset.