it is violent
how the sun is drained away
each day
to a low ebb
but there is also hope
when she's swiftly reborn as the moon
her farewell kisses set the sky on fire
with a still eloquence
and then across the hush of the heavens
I can see it
written in the stars
that a host of possibility awaits
-Kate.V.Kenney
You have a knack for incorporating astronomy elements in delightful / poetic ways.
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