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Cosmic Alignment

In shadows cast on lands afar or near, A dance of spheres in silence, stark and clear. Though veiled from some, the cosmic play proceeds, Unfolding vast, beyond our earthly deeds. To those who stand beneath the darkened sky, A truth revealed to the beholder's eye. A moment brief, yet etched within the soul, A glimpse of cosmos playing out its role. In alignment rare, a lesson taught of links, Of sun and moon in perfect size and hints. A symbol of the paths that intertwine, Our lives, the stars, in grand design align. This arc of shadow tracing Earth's caress, Mirrors the arcs our own journeys trace. Though paths diverge, and destinies may part, A cosmic bond unites each beating heart. For on four-eight, in twenty twenty-four, The sun and moon, in dance forevermore, Remind us of the constant ebb and flow, The arcs we chart, the truths we come to know. In every life, an eclipse hidden, seen, A reminder of the spaces in between. Though time may pass and shadows fall and fade, The light returns, a new path is laid. So let us watch the heavens as they move, And find in them a rhythm, beat, and groove. For in the dance of shadows and of light, We see the arc of life, so vast and bright.

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Date: 4/7/2024 5:12:00 PM
I enjoyed the celestial and ethereal tone of your poem. As I read it, I felt I was traveling out in the universe seeing what you created with your imagery. I especially liked: A symbol of the paths that intertwine, Our lives, the stars, in grand design align. As I journeyed with you, I appreciated more fully the grand design. I also appreciated your advice in the last two lines. Enjoy your evening, Sara
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Don Iannone
Date: 4/7/2024 10:46:00 PM
Sara, thank you for reading my poem. The eclipse is on many peoples’ minds because we live in dire times and they're hungry for hope; something spectacular that reminds them of why they are important. Best wishes, Don

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