Annular Eclipse

"The gate of heaven is everywhere." Thomas Merton

I can hear your soft breath,
gentle strains of music

the easy breeze
nudges the curtains

and peace flows
across my skin
like cool water.

But soon impatient dusk
will overtake bright day

when the sun dims
in the dark grip
of eclipse, and ancient
terror thrills even
the most
comprehending mind;

for this is when
metaphore
overtakes fact,

and unknown stars glint
in the afternoon sky.

We never knew
they were hanging so low,

diamonds in deep
caverns,

new light!

poem by Steven Federle
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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