Marching off into the night
with blankets wrapped around backs,
we are huddled close for love,
for warmth.
Sprawling out on the ground,
we all turn our gaze up, up and away.
Giggles slowly die out
as Your immensity unfolds,
as twinkling stars fill our eyes
and cold night air drips into our lungs...
making it's way to our souls.
Wake up.
Conversations flow from stars to planets,
to galaxies beyond galaxies beyond galaxies,
and suddenly I am so small.
...and You are so big,
and I am terrified,
and overwhelmed,
and comforted.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
Marching off into the night
with blankets wrapped around backs,
we are huddled close for love,
for warmth.
Sprawling out on the ground,
we all turn our gaze up, up and away.
Giggles slowly die out
as Your immensity unfolds,
as twinkling stars fill our eyes
and cold night air drips into our lungs...
making it's way to our souls.
Wake up.
Conversations flow from stars to planets,
to galaxies beyond galaxies beyond galaxies,
and suddenly I am so small.
...and You are so big,
and I am terrified,
and overwhelmed,
and comforted.
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