a day can change so quickly
I see it best by the night sky
our old moon lay waning
a short time ago
a cresent sliver
tilted
emptying itself
then simply gone
I was enjoying God's glory
doing my usual counting
of His endless stars
seeing how far I must count
before my heart
was too full
I never count far
before my praises to Him
replace my 1-2-3's
and they become endless
these praises
to Him
my heart
becomes filled
and with the filling
becomes lighter
not sure how that can be
but it is so
now time has become
tilted in the night sky
the new moon
a cresent glowing
the sliver growing
sits cupped to hold
God's glory
It took me over fifty years
to see the difference in the
old and the new
I somehow feel
like angel dust has enlightened me
given this new joy
to see the difference
perhaps others have known it all along
for me this newness
is a simple joy
and a smile
from the One
who walks with me
and makes the blessing
spill out
I am there to catch it
the old moon
and the new
my favourite things
This has got to be my favorite poem of yours (so far). It's beautiful-you've captured your own praise and His love in the same breath...
ReplyDeleteDebra... such a gift to know we all look up at the same moon and know Who set it in place...I feel you all so close!
DeleteBeautiful! Reminds me of one of David's psalms of praise! I like the line about catching His blessings when they spill out - and He does lavish them upon us, doesn't He?
ReplyDeleteThis lavishing, yes, Glenda... may we be forever grateful... I look forward to meeting David and as a goatherder I wouldn't even mind if it was out on some heavenly hillside watching baaaas.
DeleteOh my, Susan, I think I agree with Debra . . . definitely a favourite! I noticed the moon on Sunday night returning from an evening concert and thought how different it looked. Feeling angel-dust enlightened and joyful at noticing the difference. Thank you for these wonder-filled words.
ReplyDeleteAndrea, you so know our night skies here... angel dust enough for all of us!
DeleteDear Susan,
ReplyDeleteThe sky has been extraordinary lately, and I have been unable to capture it through my camera lens or a telescope or even in my mind's eye until your words made what I have seen hung in the sky this past week cling to the appropriate synapses in my brain. How is it that the written word could make the lasting impressions that the eye could not make? I will forever see that crescent and (from my perspective in PA) the line made by Venus and Jupiter beside it, all brilliant in their splendor!
Write on, Dear Sister,
Dawn
Dawn, so here I am in these Northlands searching for Venus and Jupiter as you might see them... and I'm smiling to think so many of us are watching the night sky in some sort of togetherness and thanking the One who put it all together for our delight and for His Glory...
Deleteeven our 'prayers' lifted together!
That is indeed splendor!
I love your poems of praise and joy. They just spill forth from you, like His living waters. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteDebbie, thank you dear friend :)
DeleteI love this...i can so relate...late coming to know this...but so thankful...Amen to my heart becomes filled but becomes lighter...I love that...great job....blessings to you
ReplyDeleteI have found that sometimes it is discovering something after knowing it a long time as a friend that the details warm our heart even more...
DeleteSooooo beautiful!!!! I went off on a search of old moon and new moon to find pictures and found some and it made your poem even more beautiful and captivating. Catching the blessings as they spill out. . . . I will always think of this when I look at that big old moon. I agree with Dawn, the sky has been beautiful lately. "When I consider the heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars. . . what is man. . ." I feel so terribly small when I look up. Yet, even with all of that, the cross was central in His plan. . . and it was for little old, insignificant ME! He was mindful of ME! If that isn't love???!!!!
ReplyDeleteCora, I can just see you digging deep in study and coming away blessed...I remember a little poem my kids would recite with me as we would discover the night moon on our walks... I see the moon and the moon sees me; God bless the moon and God bless me!
DeleteYour Bible verse is one of those breathtaking ones that remains well hidden in my heart... and to think that He is mindful of us! Indeed this is His great love Cora!
You really *see* and you inspire me so very much. The difference in the old and new. We have to be watching and noticing. Sometimes it does seem like things end and begin and we are caught unaware.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words.
Danelle, this reminds me of the blind man describing to his room mate how it was outside his window each day and when he passed away the fellow asked if he could have the window bed so he could see all that beauty... only to find it had been a brick wall outside the window! Sometimes our real seeing comes from the heart and I feel as if we have all seen some special beauty in the skies these evenings. So nice to know so many are looking 'up'!
DeleteBeautiful. I will never look at the moon the same again. And I thank you for always giving me a new perspective.
ReplyDeleteCristal
we all stand at a different part of the elephant and sharing together makes the elephant so much more interesting...
DeleteI've been watching a lot of the moon this last year, rising, setting, waning, growing, the star beside it, how it speaks to me at dawn, how it speaks to me at sunset, I share so much of this poem. I hearted just about every line, so thank you, and I'm smiling, and I thank you for that, and God bless and keep you and each and every one of yours Susan.
ReplyDeleteWhen I watch for the moon tonight (through a thick cloud covering)I will smile big knowing my friend Craig is also watching out for it! God Bless you too Craig!
DeleteI wish to thank you so much for your visit to my blog and lovely comments and for your chosing to follow it too!
ReplyDeleteAnd what a treasure I have found here...this is a beautiful poem coming out of your deep faith but also reaching out to anyone who can appreciate the magnificent mystery of the world and universe that is so beyond (and above) man's making. The moon is certainly "my special friend".
These lines were especially affecting for me:
'I was enjoying God's glory
doing my usual counting
of His endless stars
seeing how far I must count
before my heart
was too full'
But there is so much delicate description here, coming out of such a spiritually observational experience.
Thank you again. Blessings!
dear bardessdmdenton... so glad you could come by and enjoy this "everyone's moon"! Loved your cats today!
Delete"the old and the new..." And isn't the upcoming Easter season the perfect time to remember this again? The old has gone; the new has come. Thank you, Lord!!
ReplyDeleteExactly ... may we be beautifully renewed in You O Lord~
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