Missing the Moon

 

Behind the mist and winter clouds

The moon lingers unseen.

He whispers of a starlit night

And of a sky swept clean

Of the last vestiges of rain...

As if they'd never been.

Oh, such a night I used to know,

A summer, now long past.

When starlight swept beyond my sight

A bright array and vast,

Until it reached the end of time

And dawn returned at last.

Tonight the rain taps on the roof

And clouds blanket the sky,

But summer will return one day,

The stars will once more fly,

And I will see the moon again,

Winking, as he drifts by.

Waiting For Dusk

The sky is blue, daubed with white clouds.
The inlet reflects its face.
Wind chimes are dancing to a tune
That I cannot quite place.

The dusk is not yet on the land,
But it is drawing nigh,
And I can sense the coming night
In the still, crystal sky.

There was too little time today
To get done all I should,
But I worked diligently to
Do everything I could.

Lord, I am grateful for the Grace
That kept me safe today,
But I am more grateful for this,
The peace You've sent my way.

I'll sit and listen to the day
Sing its last cheery song,
Waiting for the quiet of night
To finally come along.

I see You in the morning light,
In the bright, golden sun,
But I can hear You speak to me
Most clearly when day's done.

So I will savor this day's end,
The breeze, water and sky,
Until the darkness falls again
And it's just You and I.

Calling To Me

I heard it whispering to me
Throughout my busy day.
But I could never hear clearly
Just what it tried to say.

I heard it calling out to me 
In words I could not hear.
Seeming all day to draw closer,
Yet never get too near.

I looked for it as morning dawned
And when noon’s light drew nigh.
It seemed I heard it everywhere,
But it escaped my eye. 

Then just before the falling dusk
Turned my day into night,
I finally found it, hidden there,
Within the evening’s light. 

It took a moment to sink in,
I’d sought it for so long.
The peace that had been calling me
Was right there, all along. 

May Peace Hold You

May peace hold you close every night,
And joy greet you each dawn.
May you have enough love each day
That you can carry on.

May you have faith that still beats strong,
At the end of each gale,
And, by that faith, praise Him with joy
Who brought you through travail.

May you have work to keep you fed
And may you understand
The love so great that He's engraved
Your name upon His hand.

May peace hold you close every night,
And joy greet you each dawn.
May you have enough love each day
That you can carry on.

A Praise in Winter- Re-Posted from Each Day A Praise

Tonight I turn my eyes to You

And lift my voice in praise
I thank You for the blessing of
The coming winter days.
 
The time of darkness and of cold
When all the world is still,
As if it’s waiting for the light
To burst across the hill.
 
The light that turns the darkness bright
And warms the morning air
Until the whole earth shrugs awake
And new life’s everywhere.

The Broken Heart

It's in the silence of sorrow
That she hides from the pain,
There is no sun she can borrow
That will turn back the rain.
She knows she must rise tomorrow
And start living again,
But, for tonight, it's in sorrow
Her empty heart will remain.

Fairy Tales? NAH!

Where then is the happy ending?
The prince, who was a toad,
Rescued the damsel on his stead
And off the two then rode.

I think that I'm doing it wrong,
Though often in distress,
I can't seem to convince the birds
To come clean up my mess.

I don't want mice under my feet,
However well they sew,
And pumpkin coaches just don't have
the same get up and go.

I must admit a handsome prince
Could be a boon most days,
But I doubt he would tolerate
My wicked old witch ways.

I guess I have to settle with
Watching them on TV,
It doesn't seem like fairy tales
Will ever work for me!