Eclipses Are Shadows
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Nature is a mysterious lady
with an in your face personality.
But She can be secretive and shady
when surreal suspends reality.
The sky's an abstract painting in progress,
a canvas of changing colors and hues.
And clouds appear as vapors coalesce
in a sea of turquoise and sapphire blues.
Nature's multi-faceted and complex,
Her hidden quirks, not yet fully revealed.
But as we learn to observe their effects,
one by one, Her secrets begin to yield.
We've discovered eclipses are shadows,
and I think I know why the ocean flows.
(Sonnet)
04/14/2020
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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