Last night a lunar eclipse
reddened,
deepened,
said its
prayers above our heads,
shared its
vision of darkness
and light,
movement and embrace,
of roundness,
withdrawal and return,
the grace of
shadowed loveliness,
a hymn of
mystery chanted soft.
We stood in
awe on our porch,
necks
craned, while I'm sure many
slept or
partied or did dishes
or stared at
TVs, unaware.
If only
someone had told them,
some TV
host, “Go outside,”
some crazy
neighbor,
“You're
missing beauty.”
But no one
told them.
They
snacked, or tinkered.
They went to
bed believing
in a world
without such marvels.
Grace moves
in shadows,
and wonders
are given
that we
would see
if only we
knew to look.
This is why
we study and pray:
to know of
the work of God,
unseen. To
know to look.
To be ready
to see.
Steve
Garnass-Holmes, unfoldinglight.net, accessed on September 28,2023
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