Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Lonely Moon

From Blog10


A lonely moon rose slowly through the trees--
A giant paper lantern
In frosty haughtiness,
Witness to a million stories
It's never told.

It kept its icy silence once again,
But whispered to the cats
That if they watched closely,
They might see a mouse.

He made the moon to mark the seasons;
    the sun knows its time for setting.
You make darkness, and it is night,
    when all the beasts of the forest creep about.

            --Psalm 104:19-20, ESV

Photo public domain and poem ©2010 James L. Swindle

1 comment:

Ρωμανός ~ Romanós said...

What a great poem! How simple, yet how picturesque! Bravo!