New but Quotidian

Every night the moonlight falls

on my house as well as y’alls.

We both hear the mockingbird sing

and his lost mate is answering.

Things are happening in the dark

to cause a lonely dog to bark,

and somewhere very far away

there are elves and angels at play.

Through all of this noise i had slept

while God’s promises had been kept.

Then i woke up to a new day

while the sun put the moon away.

And then, without any surprise

i seemed to see a new sun rise.

Walt Abbott–2-10-2010