Bright Moon, Clear Sky Poem by Bernard Kennedy

Lucent, bright, and high above
our humble passing earthly dwelling,
the moon, large and bright December morning,
sits and presidential stays the hand
of nights darkness.

Nights staged backdrop nature loans
the night, to hint at dawn,
and guide the night
watch.

An augury of divine presence,
hinting at the dawn day due down.
A pilot light for seafarers ships,
and painters brush.

This moon, has its place in earths
redemption, whose brothers stars,
high too in sky and bright,
a tapestry of purpose,
paved the way for wise men
and their journey to the homeless
crib of cave hill dwelling.

A large skylight of natures trail,
whose purpose, light path the way,
to birth cave and early empty tomb
of Resurrection.
Not just Dublin light.