Comet

Comet strikes the heaven 
It is Armageddon
Like a celestial javelin 
It displays its blazon

The comet hits plane different then time
The results are sublime
The vortex created is in prime 
But what is seen there is indescribable by a simple rhyme

The vortex will dance
Creating larger vortexes in ever growing expanse
Their cosmic beauty will enchant and in trance 
As the strength of the soul they will enhance

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