A perfect round and shining sphere
the August Moon in a dusky sky
shines down upon us and lights the way
for the weary traveler who passes by,
and winds his way o'er hill and down glen
and journeys on to the end of his day.
The light that surrounds us from
this Pearl of perfection
gives hope to the helpless
and to the lost gives direction;
without her light the dark would be endless
and we souls would wander, lost and friendless.
Thanks be for the gift of the night's moon —
we hold you in awe;
we raise our eyes to the night's sky
and behold your radiant glow;
we are ever thankful
to have been so truly blessed
by the touch of your moonlight's kiss
as our soft skin you caress.
Copyright ©2008 Linda Bell, aka Honesty Lunaria
via The Inspiration Line