The Full Moon
Walking the labyrinth with the light of the full moon
shining down on the path lighting my next step, I am amazed at the brightness
even in the darkness. Perhaps I need to
remember this light next time I am in a dark spot on my life’s journey. Knowing that if even in the darkness of
winter, the full moon will come and shed
light on the next step I need to take. As
I bask in the light of the full moon, the tiny stars
come out one by one, reminders that the light is always there. Even as I wander amidst the pain and despair
that life has delivered, light will always shine upon the path, and twinkle its
message of hope. So I look up at the
moon and at the tiny stars that pop out one by one and feel the eternal message
of hope that these lights bring to me night after night; messages of hope built into the fabric of
creation. 