Outshined

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

It’s nearly dawn,
and a slivered almond moon
hangs precariously in
an indigo sky.
With each passing moment,
the horizon brightens –
First to dusty rose,
then a bit of turquoise
blends the day star’s light
onto a golden canvas.
And all the while,
the wisp of a moon
continues its fade
into daylight,
outshined by the sun.
 
As am I.
 
 
“He must become greater;
I must become less.”
John 3:30 NIV
 
©Lisa DeVinney, January 2016
 

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