Comet carved a blazing trail
Ice dissolved in fiery veil
Never stopped at any shore
Journey lived forevermore
Purpose not in destination
Meaning lived in constant motion
Every orbit shaped by grace
Wander wrote its sacred pace
To arrive would cage the flame
Movement birthed its living name
Rest would steal its cosmic song
Travel kept its spirit strong
Some souls never meant to land
Destiny greets open hand
Wander is the way they thrive—
Some arrive by staying alive