A glowing white-washed orb hung high
Lighting up the midnight sky
As silently it spins and sails
Upon ordained and preset trails.
Silver moonbeams kiss the ground
Then move along without a sound;
Dappled shadows on the grass;
Pale face upon a pond of glass.
Cotton candy clouds glide by
Dimming the moon and starlit sky;
Cold winds blow and they move on;
Soon every misty cloud is gone.
Stardust dancing on the beams
Of the moon and the world seems
Touched by the Master Painter’s Hand
Creating an enchanted land.
© 2008
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About Belinda van Rensburg
I am a reborn Christian who enjoys writing Christ centered poetry. My husband and I are mission pastors/teachers, and have lived and served in South Africa, Taiwan and Paraguay. It is my heartfelt prayer that God will use me in any way He deems fit to bring people into a right relationship with Him. Thank you for taking the time to read my poem/s. God bless.Belinda
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