night shift

Goodnight, my love,
my rising moon.
I wish I did not have
to leave you so soon.

While I sink into sleep,
you greet each of the stars,
You emerge from the east,
and then follow your course.

I long to fly with you,
but live in the light.
So shine on me brightly,
that together we might

listen to the sounds
and savor the sights,
awake and alive,
of these still summer nights.

A chorus of crickets,
a katydid call,
a flick'ring of fireflies,
the song of an owl.

The twinkle of airplanes
interrupting the stars,
the gleam of great planets
like Saturn or Mars.

But the best sight of all
is my moonrise above,
each detail reflecting
the Sun's light and love.

As we wander through darkness,
walking hand in hand,
may our love look like Jesus-
a light in this land.