Reflecting The Glory

The moon cast its golden beams,
Across the face of the darken sky,
With its majesty slowly ascending,
To its resplendent glory on high.

So at the shadows of this sunset,
We rise in glory amidst the night,
For we’ll pass through the valley
Into the glory of the morning light.

–Roger Lee, by permission

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