Counting Stars

I counted stars today.

As prophets and dreamers,

Glimpsing God through the darkness,

My wonder soared.

I, too, beheld The promise of eternity,

Stretched across the eons.

Mere points of light

In a midnight sky,

Announcing Truth veiled in mystery,

Of things hidden and unseen,

Of ages long past and yet to be.

Who with me knows that there is more,

Much more?

Lanterns hung in the heavens

Make of me their lampstand,

That Eternal Light Might shine more brightly,

Giving voice to creation.

No dumb marvel,

Rather angelic themes,

To sing high praises

In celestial chants,

For all who turn their gaze Heavenward, counting,

And loosing count,

Journey home.

Be Holy!