The Eclipse

Melts the sun
With her ferocity– stripped away,
Turned into fragility,

We gasp as moon swallows sun.

Stolen beyond horizons, 
Light looks back– until all that’s left is wandering dusk,
Lost on the edge of nightfall.

It is now we wonder– what belonged to us as much as light?
Withdrew, freezing what remains with intent,
Like a bow shrouded in snow–

Until awoken by a raven caw, 
last of winter slips,
Shining in the light of a returning sun.