Lunar

The moon today was wrapped in gauze
                this morning and tonight,
a bulb of bright within a screen
                of hazy, muted light;
 
and as I set out in the dark
                and came back as I came,
the clouds and moon had changed their sides
                yet whispered just the same:
 
reflection of the sun’s warm light
                behind a clouded veil
and day turned always into night,
                the moon diluted, pale;
 
yet shining still where none could see
                the sun’s life-giving ball,
and king as much in day or night,
                the God who made it all.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

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