Nature of the Beast (pt 4)

Flare, Flare the sunbeams hated
The luminescent moon,
Which pulled and waned the sea,
And lengthened the days of history,
As it perched high in the cool night,
Glowing with transcendent pride,
Amidst the quiet tango of orbits,
The dawn burned to be of those legends,
Beheld by the nocturnal and white buffalo,
To hide within the shadows of stars.

 

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Image Credit: NASA/JHUAPL/SwRI
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