Pic and Poem

This is what we saw yesterday evening in Oklahoma as the Moon rose directly behind our backyard. Later, after the eclipse, the Moon shone brighter than I've ever seen it, as though making up for the indignity of being hidden.

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A poem for all astrology buffs:

Friends of Mine by Richard Herbert Mann

The stars are friends of mine.
To lofty height, When falls the sombre canopy of night
Upon a slumb'ring world, my spirit flies
And treads with them the highway of the skies.
We stride from world to world, while they rehearse
The mighty chorus of the universe.
We wander into fields of azure blue
Sprinkled with diamonds of varied hue,
Seek the lost Pleiad through skies aflame,
And learn from her the secret of her shame.
They mark the ways of men and shake with mirth
At all the customs of this lowly Earth.
Great wisdom and great mysteries they know.
They tell the story of the Long Ago
Ere Time was born, when Chaos had its sway,
And Darkness held its mantle over Day.
Why should I prize the boasted things of Earth
When I can walk with stars and share their mirth,
Their wisdom and their mysteries divine?
I'd rather walk with stars.

They're friends of mine.