When time stands still
Framed in the reverential stillness of nature
Does the moon approach the golden orb
To pay homage to the bright life-giver
Blotting out as it does so its rays in obeisance
Displaying in that transient moment of darkness
Nature's very dependence on those shafts of sunlight
Until its fiery corona wreathes the disc of the moon
To prove which one is the power behind our planet's throne
Until that moment occurs when the corona flares
Silence reigns to show that the subordination of the animal kingdom
Derives from the supreme power of our sun
As the momentary blackout does define.
We have watched the birds abandon their birdsong
As they scurry silently across the sky to seek shelter
Their wings beating so swiftly in flight
Once the shroud veiling the sun slips smoothly away
A paean of praise swells from their throats
Ringing out to eclipse every other dawn chorus
To welcome the return of our planet's sovereign
This rare phenomenon reminds us of the sun's power
To both nurture and to destroy whatever lives upon our earth
Wildfires on the floor of our only true home
Can be vengeful land cruel
When we transgress the sacred boundaries
We have for so long chosen to ignore.
Those golden rays, brought to life to keep
Our alma mater strong and vital,
Turn rogue to punish us for our failure to stick to its diktats
If we continue as we have been doing for so long
Our species will be consigned to perpetual darkness
Let the temporary darkness of the recent eclipse
Remind us of how much we owe to the radiance
Of Our Father ,the Sun
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2026
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