Carpe Diem “Distillation” #3

Carpe Diem “Distillation” #3 Paradise Lost by John Milton

The goal is to distil a haiku from this part of the classical poem,” Paradise Lost” by John Milton.


As when the Sun, new risen,
Looks through the horizontal misty air,
Shorn of his beams, or from behind the Moon,
In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds
On half the nations, and with fear of change
perplexes monarchs.


Here is my attempt at distillation-


While Sun cowers
behind the Moon,
fear dances naked