From my porch, I witness lambent moon
raised as an offering above mountain's western edge,
a beacon of radiance, a whisper of prayer.
Turn, simultaneously see crowning sun
spill hues over mountain's eastern edge,
promising a day glorious, fulfilled.
Can't help but think "Alpha and Omega...",
of a time when "night will be no more,
nor will they need light from lamp or sun..."
Wonder at the meaning of eternity, truth,
redemption, restoration. Of Creation, Revelation.
A new day, an end to another with me in the middle;
a moment, transfixed.
by Margaret Bednar, December 12, 2019
This is linked with the challenge from "Poets United - Midweek Motif - A/The Moment"
We moved into our home this past March... and I've never witnessed the simultaneous setting of the moon and rising of the sun until this morning. Snapped the photo just about 7:00 am and KNEW what I was writing about today. Seriously lucky enough to see the one from my back deck, the other from my front porch... OR if I stand in the middle of my living room as we have huge windows facing both directions. It truly is like a cathedral - it's what sold me on this house. In the poem I take creative license and shorten it to the porch.