Ever thought about the moon?
trapped in the freedom of the sky
suspended by the weight of the earth
called to reflect
and that it does so well.
That a ball of dust could shine so bright
that the distance could not be too great
for its deflected light to hurt my eyes.
No glory goes to the moon
no speck of dust should steal unworthy praise
and I likewise should bow and let the Son bounce off my back.
May He alone be glorified.
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