Daniel broke the king’s decree.
Peter stepped from the ship to the sea.
There was hope for Job like a cut down tree,
I hope that there’s such hope for me.
Dust be on my mind’s conceptions
And anything I thought I knew
Each word of my lips’ description,
And all that I compare to You.

[The preference of the sun was
To the south side of the barn
I planted to the north in a terra-cotta pot
Blind as I’d become, I used to wonder where You are-
These days I can’t find where You’re not!]

Mine’s a yard, a surface tended
Foxes burrowed underground
My gardening is so well self-recommended,
What could I have done but let You down?

The sun and the moon,
I want to see both worlds as one.

Mine’s a story, dimly remembered
And by the time it’s told, halfway true
Of bad behavior well engendered
What good is each good thing we think we do?

[Find a friend and stay close and with a melting heart
Tell them whatever you’re most ashamed of-
Our parents have made so many mistakes,
But may we forgive them and forgive ourselves.]

The sun and the moon are my Father’s eyes

The Sun and The Moon //mewithoutYou