Like the Moon

In again 

And out again

And in again

And outward to the core 

Of glowing embers bright 

Upon the silver slivers

Lining to your ranks infinity. 

The many nations, kings, and armies 

You have watched them all 

And as You rise, 

And as You seem to fall, 

They follow in your footsteps. 

Are You smiling right at me? 

That may depend upon my own perspective:

If my head is backward or my eyes are straight. 

It could go either way,

For one approaches You with gratitude

From high atop a mountain;

Still another begs You from the valley,

Soaking in their tears and toil and sweat.

Yet somehow, I foresee the answer 

Beaming brightly through the dark. 

My life is like a tide 

Pulsating with Your gentle touch,

In 

And out 

And in

And out

And ups

And downs

Pursuing deep

And pulling back again.

You know I will come back again 

On every night I wonder 

How my life will come to be. 

Yet You have seen them all 

And still, You watch me growing tall 

And thus extend a hand beginning small 

And, warm within Your light, I fall 

Into Your guiding rhythm once again: 

In

And out again 

And in 

And out again.

And so I’m learning 

To enjoy the journey 

Rather than the end.