A comet blazes across the imagination, a fiery streak against the ever-changing night sky. These cosmic travelers inspire poets and dreams.

Comets are icy messengers from the early solar system. As they near the sun, heat and solar wind awaken a brilliant coma and trailing tail...A shimmering halo of gas and dust. And wonder.

Zora Neale Hurston in Dust Tracks on a Road wrote, “Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to ‘jump at de Sun.’ We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.”

In their dance near the sun, comets seem to leap. What poetry! Their light whispers what’s possible when we dare to rise toward greatness.

Bruce Springsteen wrote in Blinded by the Light, “Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun. But Mama, that's where the fun is.”

Once feared as omens, now celebrated as celestial messengers, comets remind us how perspectives evolve, with wonder leading the way. They hold us with a fleeting, yet intense, connection. Appearing then departing, leaving a lasting impression.

The Hale-Bopp comet lit up the skies in 1997 and captured the world’s imagination. First spotted by two amateur astronomers, the radiant traveler is still out there, soaring through the stars...like our imagination.