Eclipse

Another old poem, lol

Eclipse
The willow reaches towards her radiance,
Drinking moonlight, tasting mystery,
Reaching, caressing, leaves aglow as stars swirl,
The wind may tear branches, cracking falling,
Even as storm clouds hide her and thunder rages,
Her glow is there, in silver linings, and sweet memories,
In dreams, the willow is the eclipse, swallowing her,
Never drowning, only fleetingly, her light always nourishes,
Sometimes he is the moon, and she the eclipse,
Sometimes they fly as fireflies in the breeze, blown by fate,
Circled by stars and dew drops,
In the daylight he is the eagle, sometimes the sun blinds,
Even as wingtips reach for her, never quite knowing her,
And as she reaches the horizon, he is the ocean,
She sinks into the depths, he drowns in her light and glimpses heaven