Passerby

Night by Greg Rakozy
Picture By: Greg Rakozy

Outlined against the sky,
Stars linger and I am just a passerby.
The world spins
And in darkness, morning beings.
Rainbows light up the evening
And color sunrise in early morning.
I breathe in majesty
And linger in midnight’s reality.
Stars are scattered paint drops on heaven’s wall,
Galaxies the color on night’s hall.
Outlined against the sky,
I am just a passerby.

Stardust

Night by Mathias Herheim
Picture By: Mathias Herheim

A million stars in the cosmos,
Pieces of dust that make you up at the utmost.
That’s where you’re from – the dust,
So tell me what’s your worth?
Dirt?
Are you holes in the blanket of night?
A thousand different lights in the universe –
Galaxies of dust that spin far off course.
You’re made of dust – stardust,
So that’s your worth. So much more than just
Dirt.

The Light In Me

moon
Image Courtesy: flickr.com

 

You found me in the darkness.

I was bleeding, broken, bruised.

The black is still inside of me –

And that’s all my heart will ever be.

I claim no goodness, I claim no direction:

I submit that to You.

If I was the night, You would be the moon.

Because without You, nothing can shine.