The Light In The Eclipse

Eclipsed casualty,

Like a candle-flame shaded by the sycamore.

It is palpable to touch the obscure.

From a distance,

From where we stand.

A shadow of doubt cast

By the silencing darkness,

A pleasant peace

So inescapable,

So profound.

All senses are reaching to the light.

Smells so sweet to be close

And feels as real as a love note.

A shelter.

A home.

Eclipsed casualty,

Like a candle-flame shaded by the sycamore.

It is palpable to touch the obscure.

From a distance,

From where we stand.