On the Great American Eclipse
Donald P. Goodman IIIVersion 1.0,
What marvels have we seen in these, the latter days! The mighty sun, so large it swallows planets whole and still gains almost nothing; and so hot it lays out more than light and heat enough for pole to pole; and yet, a body rocky, dusty, cold, and small— so small it serves as decoration for our home— the merest bauble makes the sun from throne to fall, which otherwise can merely tug at surf and foam. The light is now pitch black, the day becomes as night, as David strikes Goliath as through sky they roam; e'en mustard seeds move mountains, show the greatest might; e'en tiny things can block the wholesomest of light.