Eclipse

The sun fades.
A clock chimes.
And as the moon passes between the Earth and the sun,
time stands still.
For a brief moment,
the Earth breathes,
alone in darkness.
Shadows form in crescents on the sidewalks.
It's as if the pull of
US
beats alone.
To our own rhythms,
heightened by our awareness of life being pulled away.
We are drawn to it's powers.
Each soul stops.
Looking at it's luminescence.
For a glimpse of something so alive and awake
we feel robbed of our own life.
And it passes.
It passes.
And we are brought into the fold of monotony once again.