NIGHT LIGHT

The moon shone luminescent
on the stillness of the night,
veiled all around in gossamer
sweet vision of delight.

It wakened me in calling
come and see the night aglow,
don’t miss a single moment
of Creation that I show.

The trees outlined against the soft
and shining firmament,
bedecked with starlight in their crowns
whispering prayers, to heaven sent.

Long swaying grasses in the field
like waves upon the sea,
gayly play with joyful daises
that are so thankful, just to be.

It has no light to call its own
reflects the glory of the sun,
and shows us all the wonders
sent by God for everyone.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
June 14, 1995