ECLIPSE
People of old would shake with fright
when the moon turned day to night
and when the sun had gone behind
the bright corona left men blind.
Much too soon the sight is past
and all who saw it were aghast
the c**k to the sun crows anew
the sky again turns back to blue.
As sister sun and moon go round
it can be seen again from native ground
spectators fighting for the chance
to get a space for just a glance.
A fleeting moment frozen in time
try to capture it in song or rhyme
but can something so profound
be caught on paper or in sound.
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