Colin F. Jones

NIGHT SKY

Look at the night sky, when the moon is new,
That all the stars are brightly in their place;
And feel upon your skin the heavenly dew
As the evening wind caresses your sweet face.
While you look, allow your thoughts to float
Like gentle clouds across the purple sky,
To gather in this sanctuary far remote
Where all your woes and ills cannot comply.
Then close your eyes and think of God’s sweet grace
That He en-cloaks your body with His love
That wipes away the tears from your face
And seals your hand inside his sacred glove.
Where ere you live, there is a tranquil night
That in looking up, will every heart delight