A Brief Eclipse

Trodding on hot sand dunes, showing a weird, joyless mood, passing by snoring vagrants soundly sleeping in cardboard huts; accidentally I discover a brood of chicks, their mom is absent searching for food, their cry can't be hushed as hunger persists. Seagulls gather around their nest... while ravens wait until they rest, planning a strategy to attack them... unless mother goose returns to feed them! I gaze upward trying to get a glimpse of the wandering clouds, pushed westward by the gulls that anticipate a storm, and swelling with rain they suddenly burst sending lighting across the May sky that favors calm. They have predicted a brief eclipse, will partial darkness obscure the juvenal sun at its best, unaware of the moon's trick to revenge its cheerfulness; how blissful is to be immersed in brilliance despite threats! Not predictable is the devastation of Nature's wrath to subdue all, God forbid any deluge to devastate the Earth and threaten Humankind with the surge of tides caused by hissing winds and loud quakes; the huddled bodies, expecting the worst, shiver in cotton blankets, it's afternoon and the luminaries appear as fears abound... they hug, they scream not realizing night hasn't fallen on the torrid soil!