It sounded as if the Streets were running
And then - the Streets stood still -
Eclipse - was all we could see at the Window
And Awe - was all we could feel.
By and by - the boldest stole out of his Covert
To see if Time was there -
Nature was in an Opal Apron,
Mixing fresher Air.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
....................this is amazing....eclipses are beautiful ★