A Lantern through the Galaxy

I was clairvoyant,
when a lantern of comet dust
voyaged past black holes,
with Neptune’s trident
carved upon its candle;
and Uranus mesmerized
in reflective beauty:
it was mystery’s archery.

But at the end of serenity,
Saturn created chiaroscuro -
a moment of bereavement.
So Jupiter synchronized
starlit arrows, to cluster
saturating senses.
Only then, did spirits dwell
nostalgic, for unity.

Never did the planets align -
the spell of serendipity
was left unsealed. But I
did not release the Libra;
and celestial maidens
drifted along the atmosphere
of Venus - fornicate, evermore
with the lantern of comet dust.