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
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2013
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