All Is Right
The moon, luscious drop,
soothing the chaff of day.
The stars, flocks of grazing
glitters -- heavenly sheep
tallied till the dawn of
a new and hopeful morn --
Earth, making fond concentric
circles; beloved sun,
her prime and central spark --
All is right, with God’s light and dark.
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