Blood Moon Iv, 4th of the Tetrad
By late night the earth's shadow had passed by
so no hint of the blood sign could be seen.
A cool, pearlescent sphere arcs through the sky,
yet earlier a blood moon shared its sheen.
The final eclipse of the moon's tetrad
passed within view this warm September night.
Once more night's host in sallow crimson clad,
beguiled until it passed from red to white.
This blood moon carried much profound portent
as millions gazed in awe from their purview.
How many viewed your face and now lament,
how many saw and now their hopes renew?
Again, the moon soars night skies pearly white.
Short hours ago it wore a crimson veil.
We ask that none on earth be numbed with fright,
because your burnished face could make hopes pale.
Now full and shining bright in your ascent;
moon stay your course until the dawn is sent.
Blood Moon IV
Sept. 27-28, 2015
4th of the Tetrad
Copyright © Brian Baumgarn | Year Posted 2015
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