Worthy Servants

Worthy is the lowly moon
Earth's servant, nightly prancing
Just a wanderer, but yet a boon
To midnight shadows dancing

Lacking fire of its own to prate
Succoring power from the sun
Relaying rays for prowlers late
And moonstruck lovers run

We too, but pilgrims on this earth
Getting our strength from above
May we display a servants worth
By sharing our Masters love

Al Evans 2001

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