My own Galaxy

I am a Galaxy of splintered beams

Of light and dark

Of many twists and turns

Yet aren't we all?

A myriad of emotions

that lead to feelings

Feelings of delight

And at times trepidation..

Yet the emotions are of light

Easy,

comfortable,

reliable,

yet...... hesitant.

Your better dreams

Of Comets

Are as the two ignite

The Galaxies become

Alive with those dreams.

Though you do not know me......

At least in the continuum

We do know each others

 True, good Spirit!

 As we compose these words

One can see that the words

Splinter into light and resound

With peace and clarity.