Like the moonrise
they brightened my earth.
They showered my darkness.
All the little seeds I’d planted,
of love and waiting,
they shined on.
They watered my garden
of lilies and willows
and bloomed them into more.
Giving. All they did was give.
They gave me their smiles
with open arms,
and they excused my absence.
They told me I was enough.
They nurtured me back to whole
and gave me the best gift:
they gave me themselves.
And in my garden
where I kept my loved ones
to spark like wildflowers,
where I was kept as a wallflower,
they took me and placed me
in the midst of it all.
They took my sadness
and reminded me
that this kind of love was enough.
And after time,
it became a shower of light.
You would never have known
it was night.
Psalm 136:9
