By the Light of the Moon

Faith is like the light of the moon at night


Yesterday was filled with sunshine
Its warmth upon my shoulders
Its caress upon my rosy cheeks,
Evoking in its memory a tender smile.

Yesteryear’s innocence of a child
The closeness of a familiar shelter
Content upon my face, of peace
That even night allowed no fright.

As I stepped out to the open skies
Facing an unfamiliar world
The chill of the wind prompted me to seek
Refuge within my trembling frame and hide.

Looks furtive, voices gone quiet
Streaks of clouds silently entered
The sun, hidden, at times still peeked
Slowly falling, wishing sleep, tired.

Expecting total darkness, felt fright
Feeing lost, not sure where to turn
Sudden tears upon pale cheeks
Raising eyes in plea, just to see the moonlight.

Thankful for its protection, easing smile 
Upon my face in renewed faith, a shelter
Brilliant light to help the path to keep
Until I can come to greet again the sunrise.


By CarolineCécile
Nov. 11, 2008.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Chircop Avatar
November 18, 2009 at 11:00 PM
rhis is so beautifully written--Charma
Brown Avatar
November 12, 2009 at 4:34 PM
I am so happy that your excellent poetry was included in my day of enjoyable reading. May you have a wonderful day filled with inspiration Caroline. Love, Carol
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November 12, 2009 at 10:43 AM
you are a very beautiful poet. Ironically Dancing in the moonlight inspired my poem moonlight. thank you for taking the time to read my poem. :)
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November 12, 2009 at 9:13 AM
I had never thought of the light of the moon being like faith Caroline. But I certainly see your point, it is just a reflection of the sun, isn't it. Like Jesus is the reflection of the great light which is God. Faith is required when things are on the dark side, to wait for the break of pure light to deminish the dark. Sincerely, Love, Moses
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