During a solar eclipse.
The earth becmes shrouded in a meshed veil.
Darkness turns the day to night.
Yet the rim of the moon trembles with the concentrated rays of opressed sunlight.
Fraying the edges,
Like a resurection taking place behind a the stone of a tomb.
One sphere moves across the other.
Till the vacant, empty luna shell rolls away,
Without the reflection of the sun it becomes nothing.
It dissolves.
The sun defines it's soft, powdery surface, fragile and potmarked, worn.
Draws it out of the blue with it's warm breath.
I gaze at destruction, lifeless bodies, eyes wounded with tears.
Darkness eclipses so many lives.
Lord, may your light surround, embrace, overcome.
Myanmar cyclone relief
China earthquake relief
Like the stone rolling away! Thanks for those links Suzy, very helpful!
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