(25th March 1943 / )

His Watchful Eye

Darkness creeps in on wings of stealth,
Night times aim not yet complete,
Shrouding all he sees as wealth,
Spreading out his sombre sheet.

Then the moon with glowing face,
Illuminates our earthly stage,
And lights the outer realms of space,
Releasing moonbeams from their cage.

His watchful eye is upon us all,
He's seen this earth through countless days,
And as the twilight starts to fall,
He displays glimmering gentle rays.

Smiling now he shines so bright,
Giving his all, as best he can,
Sweetening for us the lonely night,
As God had planned, for earthbound man.

© Ernestine Northover

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Comments (5)

(His Watchful Eye by Ernestine Northover.) **An all inspirational poem.
Tip top poetry Excellently scribed
A really excellent poem Ernestine, as smooth as silk. Love Andrew x
That's what I call Sublime. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Susie.
I've just got in Ernestine and the first poem I notice is this one, so glad I caught this one Thankyou Love Duncan X