Pursuing the Comet

Written by: Andrea Dietrich

I glimpsed it one night floundering in dark, still young of age, beset by whirls of doubt. Not knowing on what journey to embark, inside my gloom, I prayed to be pulled out. How radiant and rare it seemed to me, appearing like a comet, light to show. I set my gaze on it that I might see the way it blazed where I was meant to go. Pursuing it, I left abashment’s edge and followed to where flowers softly swayed and scent of lilac wafted from a hedge. Such welcome realm where soothing music played! This scene, though dreamed, revealed to me in youth serenity is found in seeking truth. 9/24/2012 For Francine Roberts' In Dreams Poetry Contest