Eclipses Are Shadows
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Nature is a mysterious Lady;
with a likable personality.
But She can be in-your-face and shady;
when surreal suspends reality.
The sky's an abstract painting in progress;
a canvas of changing colors and hues.
White clouds appear as vapors coalesce
in a sea of turquoise and sapphire blues.
Nature's multi-faceted and complex;
with 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 yet, there are still things only She knows.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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