Once upon a lifetime came a comet, crashing into my atmosphere and blazing a crackling path across my once quiet midnight skies.
As I gazed up to the firmament, your breathtaking arc erased the gloom of my reality for a brief moment. For that one, brief moment, I was not alone in this dark wilderness, but just for that one moment. Because sadly, that is the nature of comets, to come along so very infrequently, and to be gone in a moment.
Witnessing a comet is as rare as seeing a shooting star. And should you be lucky enough to catch the moment. Is it self pity that keeps us from looking up. Maybe those shooting stars and comets happen more often than we know. It's just that some of us are too busy looking down because we are trying to avoid all the cracks in life's path.
Witnessing a comet is as rare as seeing a shooting star. And should you be lucky enough to catch the moment. Is it self pity that keeps us from looking up. Maybe those shooting stars and comets happen more often than we know. It's just that some of us are too busy looking down because we are trying to avoid all the cracks in life's path.
And there it is, the human condition, that we are born and live and die alone, but in these small instances we feel as if we are seen and understood by someone for the briefest of moments, and in that moment it is enough. Nice metaphor with the comet. It streaks across the sky, brilliant and bright. We wait for it, hoping and watching, and just as soon it is gone, and we are left staring at a dark sky full of lights much too far away to touch.
how true! they really do take us out of ourselves even if it is briefly ...leave us with a sense jof awe ..however the meteors of love can leave a very real burn ;)
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