We can naught be but what we are
Sayeth the comet unto the star
As they dance together in the endless beyond
Cosmic hummingbirds fluttering across the flowers of creation
Yet neither is my station and my light shines as but a brief flair
Long enough to learn that to truly live is all too rare
and to die
all too common
Our time spent on this blue rock we call home
Hurling through space at an alarming rate
Indisputable proof that anything can be normalized
Doing our best to face down fear whilst always aware that our end is near
Do the stars feel fear?
Do they feel joy and pain?
Two sides of the same
Dancing through the dream till our comet runs out of steam and we hurtle to the ground as shooting stars
for some hopeful child to wish upon
Time not to waste
With the speed of the cosmos we must make haste
To create a better reality
A manifest destiny
Changing without understanding
Faster than society arranging
out of control
IT ALWAYS WAS!
Do we control the coming of day?
Do we control our lives’ way?
Our perception only I say
I am a comet
Born of stars
I love poetry.