Like a brilliant yellow saucer,
The full moon rides the skies,
Waiting for a startling event
To grace our watching eyes.
A black mark casts its shadow
Upon its smiling face,
And the brilliance of the moonlight
Reduced slowly to a trace.
Like a flickering candle with reddish hues,
Its light soon extinguished, and then renewed
In the outline of the circle of the moon.
A cup of sunrises and sunsets
Brings muted color to the gloom.
A collection of colors—orange, black, and red,
Fills the place where bright light was instead.
Capturing the glory of the movement of God’s lights,
A rare experience happened in the heavens last night.
April 15, 2014