Blinking yellow light
Illuminating a small space,
They reflect out into the darkness.
Moving from near to far.
Drawn to the light,
I stare out into the horizon
To catch the next flash of light.
I stare at the bright moonlight
Before it’s hidden in the clouds.
I even stare at the blinking yellow light
Until I can’t take it anymore.
I’m drawn to the light,
Even the small bright lights in the dark heavens.
I stare. I gaze. I wonder at how they all seem so close.
The light makes me feel safe, as if He watches me.
The lights fill me with joy;
With contentment, knowing that all the lights,
The blinking, the constant, the moving, the flashes,
All are reminders of His watch care over me.
And all I can do is be grateful.