Moon Song

As predicated, up during the lunar eclipse. Vantage point not so great but did see almost to totality before the clouds came in. What struck me most was the calm and quiet of 3am outside, in a city that often has sirens going at all hours. Quiet, no night sounds at all, only a moth fluttering by a night light.

Sweet silence of the witching hour
Cold stillness of the blood moon dawn
Rest, renewal, energy, power

© 2026, Denise Pasutti