Mosaic Mosaic

Can't help during this Lenten season to focus on a spiritual theme....A poem for your perusal:
Linking to Alphabe-Thursday Letter M and Inspire Me Monday

Mosaic Mosaic

When Moses moseyed into the desert and served

With a mosaic of rag tag peoples,

His leadership, style, and presence: reserved.

He, a conduit between mankind and temples…

A mere glimpse of all mankind in those desert years-

One tiny nation set aside and preserved.

That mosaic imbued with commandments and fears

Showing humans could never be God deserved;

Because mercy, grace and love rule the mosaic,

Only God can mesh the human and Spirit.

His Son did the weaving, scripturally prosaic.

All that’s required of us: just believe it.

Yes, we make up the bits and pieces

Of Christ’s holy mosaic.

Now shine, as your tiny bit meshes

With the total picture: the perfect Mosaic.

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Lent, Valentines Day, President's Day...February holds lots of celebrations♥

Mooniverse♫

Now that I have my audio widget actually working, I thought I'd post one of my first vocal recordings that daughter Angela did when she was still in high school.  She has now graduated college with a communications degree and is employed by Humana, but she still likes to sing♫

For the fabulous blog hop hosted by Miss Jenny (click on the link for more letter M's!)

 Alphabe-Thursday Letter M

MOONIVERSE

1. I stopped for directions. He raised his glasses.

I looked in his eyes and I knew.

Here was a man who could answer questions.

Yeah, destiny came in on cue.

“Can you direct me sir, straight to the moon?”

“I’ll take you,” he replied. “Wait until noon.”

2. Noon came on time and we left together,

The man in the moon merely smiled.

Time ticked on by and the sun shut down as

The milky way filled up the sky.

Refrain:

Mooniverse, mooniverse, you’re never blue.

Nowhere on earth can I find one like you.

I have found my

Pie in the sky.

3. There’s nothing mystic. It’s quite simplistic.

Hey I take directions real good.

Our lucky stars keep on generating

a love that we thought never could.

Refrain

4.  Waxing or waning, there is no explaining.

The moon always reaches its height.

Moon beams are dancin’, my man keeps romancin’.

Our mooniverse is pure delight.

Mooniverse, mooniverse nights! 

Mooniverse, mooniverse nights!

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