From the ground the sun and moon
seem so close together in the sky.
When they eclipse, their rays of light
are like intertwined fingers,
the the sun saying with a gentle smile
like so many times before,
“It’s nice to see you again.”
You may think it is tragic fate that they
forever chase each other across the horizon,
their meetings rare and brief,
the rest of their time a
lonely waltz across the stars.
In reality the moon is one-hundred-and-fourty-seven
million kilometers away from the sun at all times.