Eloquence, her dance

eloquence, her dance, in the sky at day - eat her, rise up and encircle her power, devour it whole, with no remorse or recourse, ever the pragmatist

covering us all in a blanket of light and warmth - climatic the event we behold as you feast on her life-giving light and warmth, clear your intentions

lofty your motivations leveraging her power, her radiance for all below -leverage her might, that yours might be,

illuminated for all to take note, the smaller, yet stoic celestial body - in the darkness, she shines so bright, in her you are magnified

pushed aside momentarily for lunar praise - partition her beauty away from prying eyes, peer into her very being, as you shadow her, praise for your shadow

shielded or hidden, she bides her time - strong is the desire you must have to hold it, hold her just for just you -seizing her luminosity

even as she moves on, eager to brighten our lives once again - even after you pass her by, as you must, and make your long journey back around, yet again

*

Thanks for reading!

Author's Notes: Another that's been hiding in the WIP digital sofa.