A thread for the poems or Lyrics you have written for/to/about Jesus and is church.
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The quiet, motionless pool shows my reflection.
Please do not disturb the serenity of the water.
Let not so much as a feather fall,
Lest the image be distorted
And I can no longer believe the illusion
That is so fragile and dear.
A mirror is made of more solid stuff
And the image reflected has more freedom of movement.
Does it matter that the movement is opposite what is true?
That left is right and right is left
And the reflection, though similar
Is still not faithful to the original?
The moon is only a rock,
Pock-marked with craters and blemished,
With no value or worth of itself.
And when the world lies between it and the sun,
It resides in darkness
With nothing to set it apart from millions of other rocks.
Yet, when the sun and moon are properly aligned
And no obstacles stand between,
The moon reflects the great radiance of the sun.
It knows it still has no value except to reflect
And it does not rebel against that truth.
It simply reflects.
The light shines in the darkness
And obscure pathways become illuminated.
Dark deeds are brought to the light
And shadows no longer exist to hide the desperate.
In the reflection of the white-hot intensity of the sun,
The darkest night is reborn and becomes day