Little Girls Playing In The Moonlight

Little girls dancing, clapping and playing in the moonlight

The wriggles and squeakles

Under a huge mango tree

The quiet village is filled with innocent cries of laughter

I gaze up into the sky and my eyes are fixed on a star in wonder of creation

My heart mutters

“How glorious are you, O King of glory

You are pure and desire innocence

Cleanse our hearts and make us as innocent as doves

So that we can find joy in the little things of life

And gush out happy cries of joy

Just like the girls playing in the moonlight.”