I watch you shine a light that’s not your own
It’s nothing that you’ve mustered from within
The sun but shares its brilliance with you
And you, in turn, reflect a light that’s been
I watch you pausing, caught up in the tree
Peeking in and out of clouds and mist
In and of yourself you have no light
Fraudulant brightness daring to exist
I watch you bring some beauty to this earth
Reflecting, e’er reflecting our great sun
A picture of the way we should reflect
Our mighty God from whom all blessings come
If there’s one thing I love to photograph, it’s the moon. All my pictures are taken on my phone, so they may not be great, but the moon is so beautiful that I just want to capture it.
“What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey. That’s a pretty good idea. I’ll give you the moon, Mary. ”
It’s a Wonderful Life
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 
Your words are profoundly lovely, your pictures also and I cannot leave without thanking you for quoting George Bailey – I absolutely adore that film!
Excellent moon shots!
Same.
I think I have about a million and a half pictures of the moon too. I photograph it like it’s going to change, lol.
Your poem captures it so well – yes, I think the moon is kind of there to remind us that we, too, should reflect the Son. 🙂