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.

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