**Lunar Veil**

In the silent dance of the cosmic sphere,
A silver orb begins to disappear,
Bathed in the twilight’s gentle glow,
The moon prepares for its shadow show.

A whisper spreads through the celestial dome,
A hush that touches heart and home,
As Luna, queen of night’s domain,
Fades slowly into Earth's dark stain.

The stars, like ancient watchful eyes,
Witness the spectacle, ageless and wise,
Constellations freeze in their tracks,
As darkness seeps through lunar cracks.

Soft tendrils of umbral embrace,
Caress the moon’s ethereal face,
A velvet cloak of midnight shade,
In the heavens, a drama played.

A gradual blush of dusky red,
Creeps across the moon’s wide spread,
A blood moon rises, fierce and bold,
A story of the cosmos told.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Observers gasp at the wondrous sight,
Eyes turned upward, spirits stirred,
By the beauty of this whispered word.

In the shadow's deep caress,
A moment’s pause, a night’s recess,
Reflecting on the vast expanse,
Of time, of space, of nature's dance.

The moon, in her regal grace,
Emerges slowly from dark embrace,
A silver sliver, soft and slight,
Grows stronger in the waning night.

A crescent gleam, a whispered hope,
The moon returns, its arc to cope,
With shadows cast by Earth’s embrace,
A cosmic dance, a tender grace.

As darkness wanes and light reclaims,
The moon shines bright, untouched, unmaimed,
A cycle ends, another begins,
In the eternal waltz of heavenly spins.

Lunar veil, a fleeting sight,
A symphony of shadow and light,
Reminds us of the vast unknown,
In this universe, we’re not alone.

A tapestry of time and space,
Woven with care, with endless grace,
The lunar eclipse, a brief charade,
In the grand ballet that stars have made.

So let us ponder, let us dream,
Under the night’s celestial scheme,
For in the moon’s eclipsing hue,
We find the old becoming new.



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