Saturday, June 25, 2022

Waiting for the Earth to Turn

 

Crickets chirp,

The stars sit motionless

In the sky.

 

Glances at my watch

Are fruitless,

Never seeming to change.

 

Watching the horizon,

A slight glow

Slowly erupts.

 

The tip,

An edge of

The crescent moon!

 

The camera clicks,

Time speeds up,

The moon dramatically

Rises across a distant hill!



 






The clock slows again

As the earth slowly

Turns towards Venus.

 

Patience…patience…patience…


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