Eclipse Echo
Across the sunbaked plains, a hush descends so deep,
A million eyes turn skyward, secrets the heavens keep.
The moon, a silent dancer, steals the sun's golden rays,
And day surrenders softly, to a cosmic ballet.
No human hand conducts, yet a symphony takes flight,
A chorus of clicks and whispers, bathed in the fading light.
Citizen scientists rise, with smartphones held on high,
Capturing the corona's dance, a fleeting glimpse of the sky.
Crowdsourced data streams, a symphony of dreams,
Unraveling solar secrets, in the corona's diadems.
Prominences unfurl, like flames in silent prayer,
A scientific canvas, painted on darkened air.
Millions become one, a web of minds entwined,
United by the wonder, in a knowledge we can find.
From classrooms to rooftops, a shared and curious quest,
Demystifying the heavens is a collective, human test.
Drones, like fireflies, paint the twilight scene,
A mesmerising ballet, where science and art convene.
Light dances and twirls, a digital display,
Mimicking the eclipse, in a technological ballet.
Stories take flight, on social media's wings,
A tapestry woven tight, of the wonder that eclipse brings.
A child's first awe, a scientist's delight,
Shared in an instant, bathed in celestial light.
The sun, a phoenix reborn, reclaims its fiery throne,
But the echo of discovery, forever will be known.
The Great North American Eclipse, a citizen science spree,
A symphony of knowledge, for all the world to see.
Copyright ©
Dr. Padmashree R P
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