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And here is a gorgeous poem from Lynette Sheppard:
And here is a gorgeous poem from Lynette Sheppard:
For once, I did not photograph the eclipse, just watched it. This poem came from that magical watching. Lynette
End of the Eclipse
Tonight the stars
outshone the moon
for a lingering hour
Hina* rose full and ripe
draped in a russet cloak
that hid her brilliance
She hung suspended, waiting
zircon chips glinted in the darkness.
the hunter stood watch
Goddess Hina drifted higher
A bronzed orb in a blue black heaven.
until her glow would not be denied
Her covering slipped
slowly off a shoulder
revealing her radiance
The stars retreated
with a few faint glimmers
the hunter the last to blink out
Then she was whole
bathing the land with light
unafraid to shine
*note: Hina is the Goddess of the Moon in Hawai`ian lore. She birthed the island of Moloka`i and is the mother Goddess.
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