But Are There Stars?
Russell Moore
two short poems
Candle
His soul was a candle
Its wax melted away eventually,
but while it lasted,
it lit others.
-- dedicated to D.W.Moore, with love and remembrance
Mountains
As I stand in the valley and look afar,
I glimpse the face of God,
silent and still,
watching over me.
Poems © 2000 Russell Moore, all rights reserved
appear here by permission
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