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night sky

Was It A Full Moon of the End Times – Or the Beginning?


What sights indeed are these,

That turn all tunes into rhapsodies of joy,

And make the moon do gypsy dances

Through the night sky?

A sky of stars

That shower and shake and stream

Across the galaxies,

To cram unto the ends

Of the distant universe.

Grains of sand upon the shore

Need sensitive fingers,

And a lifetime of counting,

To fill this distant space where

The very numbers stand in awe.

Zeros with mouths agape



Venus and the Moon Shine Down at End Times

What sights indeed are these
That turn all tunes to dirges
And make the moon attempt to spear
Venus with a protective hook
To keep it
And safe
(photo NASA)

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