Sol slowly journeys
Around the sky
As the earth passes by
Lunar rises and reaches out
To the stars as they are
Guiding ships along a path
Capturing in essence
A masquerade dance of sorts
The dance of the ages
Sun, Moon, Earth, and Stars
All in alignment to boogy
The night and day away
Each respecting each other’s rolls
Until that day when eclipses happen
Then all is awoken to nuance
Of the moment…and joy abound
Take heart dear ones
The dance beckons on
by Pauline Harris
