A Eulogy for a Great One Passed

This morning awoke and felt a sense

Of loss unsure, though sensing Death.

Sheets of flame crossed my eye

It seemed the moon had fell from the sky.

Surely dead, so soon gone

I heard once the lion roar

And turned my head

And, too soon, he was dead.

This solar orbit once soared,

Once so long,

Once so large,

In Public Sight and tearing Eye,

Forever and for now,

Eclipsed from our sky.

Its as though the

Moon has fallen from the sky.

With this in similar dread

Losing from our smaller sky

One once called Ted.