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.”