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Diwali Sky
That quarter moon at morning wane
Is glory to behold,
In pleasure, or in midnight pain,
Sky cured fresh by the gold
As if it were entablature
By Olympians in love,
With grace eternally secure
In a firmament above...
Mortality imperial...
So life may have a glimpse
At something magisterial,
Where motion never limps,
Enforced by gravitation law
The same as Galileo saw!
Is glory to behold,
In pleasure, or in midnight pain,
Sky cured fresh by the gold
As if it were entablature
By Olympians in love,
With grace eternally secure
In a firmament above...
Mortality imperial...
So life may have a glimpse
At something magisterial,
Where motion never limps,
Enforced by gravitation law
The same as Galileo saw!
Published 6th Sep 2023
| Edited 7th Sep 2023
Author's Note
The eastern sky was a festival of lights this morning:)
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6th Sep 2023 3:44pm
6th Sep 2023 10:24pm
6th Sep 2023 10:26pm
Hotter than hell here in Satan's kitchen. It was over 100° today. STILL in the 90's and it's 5:30 PM. I've had to water my potted plants twice!
8th Sep 2023 10:01pm
We are very lucky here. It got down into the 40's in the wee hours this morning and it was the most comfortable I've been in months.
