by Douglas J. Lanzo
Copyright 2022
First published on June 8, 2022 in Academy of the Heart and Mind
Shrouding my grief
soothing my heart
still moonlight fell
as clouds did part;
A beam of light
shone through dark gray
on cobblestone
paving the way;
To a quaint church
with candles lit
in each window
with panes moonlit;
A door opened
to kind, old eyes
that welcomed me
without surprise;
What pain I bore
he did not know
but ushered me
to a warm glow;
Where I bowed down
beside a crèche
filled with soft hay
tender and fresh;
Inside a child
with eyes asleep
shepherds gathered
from watching sheep;
A peace did still
my troubled heart,
as moonlight waned
I did depart.