Time Eclipsed


The final eclipse I shall ever witness has rolled across the sun.
Curved shadows grow long, refract and reflect, deformed by time.
Now that I have some, I have none left.
My day will not burn bright, masked by a moon unaware.

The shadows grow long, refract and reflect, deforming time.
Orbs have left my gravity. My tides ebb.
The day cannot burn bright, masked by a moon. Unaware,
Evening arrives to find its work is done.

Orbs left my gravity when my tides ebbed.
The long horizon slips into a haze.
Evening arrives to find its work. Done.
Stars plink into a bluing hum.

The long horizon slips into a haze.
Summer makes no promise to be green or gold.
Stars plink into a bluing hum.
Autumn will come; winter will follow.

Summer makes no promise. Be green or gold.
Now that I have time. I have none left.
Autumn will come; winter will follow.
The final eclipse I shall ever witness has rolled across the sun.

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