Comets

Comets catch the eye as they fly by
Faster than what can be denied
Reaching up to the sky
Wishing to grab one scorching by
Like a javelined spear 
Forged by heaven
Set afire for this moment
To where does it fly
To the dense of space
To the black of night
Past the point the horse can run
Beyond to places to race the sun
Becoming light in the dark of the world
Catching comets, encompassing life
Powerful enough to become light
To know of more colors
To see the rays within the flames
Comets cast from the sun
Birthed from time
Past where light can drift
In the place where it exists
Not to say it is impossible
To grab the spear
To catch the comets flying by