COMET

Bursting forth, whitest light

She, of the Golden Realm

Of burnished pinks and silvery hues,

A galaxy above the stars.

From an earthly place released

Her icy fingers reach and flex,

Grasping hard the feathery veil

That spells each letter of her name.

Spinning, spinning into space

Released from suffering and pain,

A comet now she leaves this world

Emblazoned on the skies.