Steeped in fiery brilliance,
The comet dances past a star,
Echoing an enchanted melody,
painting the sky with fairy dust.

Wait, beckons the comet to her daughter.
Child! stay with me.
But the dust never waits.
Captured by the allure of its own destiny,
her child scatters into darkness.

And she is lost.
Alone. cold.
The mother's tears freeze upon her face;
And her heart drowns, in unbroken stillness
as she leaves the star
that gave her daughter life.

But the song will not die. As she glides,
broken, through the stillness,
She meets a new star.
And the radiance melts her tears once again
into fairy dust.