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| Harvest moon taken the morning of 9-28-15 by Susan Tarrant |
The Morning Moon
A
lustrous moon greeted me this morning.
Hanging
low in the heavens, there he shone;
catching
me by surprise - without warning.
Silently
staring, he seemed so alone;
looking
as if longing to spin great tales
of
escapades he’d seen and nightly known.
Wishing
to greet him, I asked of his sails,
his
infinite travels filled with wonder,
wherein
he waxes and wanes, brightens and pales.
He
sat silently, as if to ponder
whether
to whisper of vast worlds revealed,
if
divulging these would be a blunder…
Knowing
the knowledge too much for man to wield,
that
such splendid secrets should remain concealed,
the
morning moon sagely kept his lips sealed.
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If the moon could talk, Lord, I am sure it would sing of Your glorious works and wonders throughout the universe. Worlds upon amazing worlds...beyond our greatest imagination, were created by You. It is more than my mind can comprehend. I stand in awe of creation and the Almighty Creator. ~ Amen
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