Monday, March 10, 2008

Young Moon, Old World


Month after month, the moon returns to an infantile state, as if once more giving this world the opportunity to scrape all its misery up into a heap and begin anew beneath a new moon.
But somehow, even as the moon becomes one sliver of its vast potential, attempting to inspire our earth to grow with it, our globe remains as it is, a mere finger nail clipping--when it might be the whole finger in God's hand.
It is sobering to imagine the day when the moon will no longer shed its innocent light on cold hearts, or demonstrate humility with its monthly reduction, or teach renewal in its luminous growth.

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