Nightshine

The sphere of reflected light that shines in the night is truly something to behold...

There is a glowing light.

I can see it,

though it is very far from my eyes.

It illuminates the night;

watch it sit,

floating high above in the skies.

It shines so very bright;

fiercely lit,

on a path of virtue it flies.

Its constant progress slight;

a circle or a slit.

Watch its ever-changing size.

Just let it take flight,

quite a bit,

as it climbs to the highest of highs.

Reflects the sun just right.

A plain transmit;

like how we are God's reprise.

Colored a gentle white,

and so legit.

Its magnificence is its disguise.

Always a sublime sight,

like Brad Pitt.

All reason its splendor defies.

It never puts up a fight;

nor will it quit.

Every night, without fail, it will rise.

It's me and the moon tonight,

I must admit,

I pray that this night never dies.

--DW 5/09