The moon met the sun,
A wonderful shadow in the sky,
Where none of the major heavenly bodies appeared, it seems they are shunned,
As only the magic dust seemed to defy the sky, they had been oversupplied.
When it appeared, I knew the fates would be changed,
When that shadow of Gaea dethroned Artemis,
The rotation of the world may be reversed or rearranged,
It means the person or anything will be in an evolutionary process that seems like a helice.
Eclipse, Lunar Eclipse, my favorite rare sight of the moon,
The one who brings the abyss to the sky,
The one who implies change in every cocoon,
The rare sight of the sky where I am happy to see the all black heaven of pie.
They say all black is a symbol of grief,
I object, as this color made Athena calm down,
I am a little weird, they said, but for me, I am just a unique-chief,
I love the eclipse, so I will gaze at it in the next countdown.
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Lesson: When eclipse was happened, I wrote this piece as I fell in love with the darkness that the eclipse brought to the whole. Darkness was my comfort in my darkest days, like crying in silence and ranting in silence in the corner of my dark room. Some might say it was creepy, but for me it is comforting. It was a very weird situation, but a very comforting, so I guess I love it. It was THE FALL OF ARTEMIS—the moon, but the representation of light to me was the darkness not the moon.