The velocity of apple skin

Past the point of no return:
Where reflected light forms a blinding ring on the curved slope -
Flecks of white on the skin elongate,
thin, speed toward the blossomed wound.
No escape. Time's stopped...
They'll approach until their universe decays.
Theories differ there, on how:
A slow dissolution into component sugars, or a sudden end - the big crunch -
there are hidden layers of this cosmos,
Underneath... The fleshy star. The galaxy of seed. The core, whose gravity is subtle, too much so to hold even itself against the grasping forces of the soil.