Looking for the Moon
One day I thought the moon had stopped reflecting;
right now I know how that was wrong.
One day I thought my heart had stopped its shining—
I didn’t know that love could last so long.
But now I know the moon is always near—
even while unseen it seems so close;
now I know my heart can swallow fear.
Love always comes when you need it most.
Tonight I think the moon will soon be coming—
even though it’s gone I feel it smile;
tonight I know my heart can’t stop its loving.
I pray that will be reflected in a while.
