Moonflower
When the horizon meets the sun
I watch as the day gives way to the night
I indulge in the twilight
In awe of the Creator
And in my reverence of Him
I hold a vesper of Thanksgiving
For when I seek my world
All I find is His Grace
On my Knees, I stand
Blessed, I am His child
By His Grace, I am covered
I think myself a moonflower
Blooming at eventide
Was His Favour for me.
@Sue.Ketter
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