Eclipse
Softly, morning's first light
Shone on the distant horizon,
While below, the earth in flight
Was spinning towards tomorrow;
Fading into the night,
and the dark recesses of memory,
Yesterday, once so bright,
and all that came before,
Was eclipsed by the sight
Of the brilliant approaching star.
In an instant, its white
Hot fire illuminated all existence,
Leaving me blinded
By the beauty of it all.
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- Right now this is a growing collection of blogs previsouly written on another site. New blogs will be coming at a later date.
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