The Meteor: Bright-plumed sparking 'cross the moon--washed shade, A meteor's flash aroused the tranquil night; A fugitive of flame in downward flight, Mid shrinking stars, a reckless renegade. The short-lived ember from the zenith fell In state of high-attended majesty; A flare from fires these eyes shall never see-- From Heavens angel-guarded citadel. What news does soft this messenger bespeak? What great event the celestial brand portend? How this my soul is filled with wondering; For there is terror in its fiery streak And awe with it doth glorified descend, 'Haps heralding a prophet or a king. --Jay R. Crook, PhD
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