When the sun and the moon bid their goodbyes
And the monsoons will break frozen ocean-sides
And our emotions no longer change like the tides
The only thing left will be the true light
The thing we’ve seen since the beginning of time
Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 9:35 AM UTC
When the sun and the moon bid their goodbyes
And the monsoons will break frozen ocean-sides
And our emotions no longer change like the tides
The only thing left will be the true light
The thing we’ve seen since the beginning of time
I wrote this this morning, thinking about the things going on in this world. It talks about how the moon will fly out of orbit and the sun will run out of gas some day, but it also applies to not worrying about the things of this world, and knowing our hope rests in God. Remember, in the beginning, He made the “light” before He made the sun and the moon and the stars to “reflect” that light, and I think that’s cool symbolism...and we reflect that light too :)
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