The glorious full moon shines bright
Not what is his but what light he is given
He pulls tides in mighty oceans
But never beyond the boundaries set before him.
The bright white full moon is chilling
Because he has no warmth of his own
Only light reflecting from his source, the sun.
The romantic full moon beaming mystery
Beckons lovers to share in his intimacy
Reflecting a selfless love, knowing that
The light he shines forth is not about him
But the sun reaching out to show the way.
The yearning full moon ripe with light
Pulls forth new life as mothers
Surrender to the unseen power,
Yearning in turn to be delivered.
The awesome bright full moon
Makes men restless as they feel
Pulled to reach new heights.
Men wrestle with the moon's searching light,
Afraid of the secrets it taunts to reveal.
The glorious full moon shines white
Not what is his but what light he is given
As we are drawn to search he will show us his source,
The majestic powerful Son.
cjennylynn Jan. 2010
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