Eclipse
An eerie stillness creeps across the land;
All nature waits to witness the eclipse.
Attend. The fêted hour is near at hand
As into shadow-land our home star slips.
A lunar veil is drawn across the sun;
Now all is still with not the slightest breeze.
The songbirds' singing silenced in the trees –
A prelude to this rare sight just begun.
In awe we watch as yellow sunlight fades;
We feel the charged expectant atmosphere.
Diurnal dusk the waiting land pervades –
This is the solar highlight of the year.
It's over now. The wondrous spectacle has passed,
And yet for me, the memory will last and last.
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