After Christmas Eve Mass we walked back home
The full moon guiding us, lighting the way.
And I thought back on that first Christmas time
When the shepherds saw the star in the sky.
They sensed that history was being made
The same sense of wonder was with us now
Two thousand years later; it cannot fade.
The moonlit sky invited me to bow
At the thought of Divine becoming Man
In order to show humans how to love.
A crazy idea but that was the plan,
The man in the moon smiled down from above.
As we walked back the road on Christmas Eve
That kindly light cemented my belief.