Kids September 25, 2023 Issue

Moonbeam

R. Kris Barthelmess

Walking north along the beach,
The lakeshore to my right,
The sand is cool, the water calm,
Dark and clear the night.
A full moon rises in the east,
Moonbeam shining bright
Across the water, right to me—
A single path of light.

And as I go, it follows me
As God’s illuming ray.
It tells me that I’m not alone;
In darkness, it’s my day.
This light of Love is here with me—
Some comfort I can take.
It keeps my stride, my gentle guide,
Along the dark, clear lake.

Then someone walking south that night
(Another passerby?)
Approaches, stops, and talks with me.
We stare into the sky.
She says she’s walked this way before
With no one else in sight,
But still she had a friend with her:
Her moonbeam shining bright.