On Wings of Night

The stars appear on wings of night,

A golden moon is shining bright,

As little creatures of the day

Are still as twilight finds it way.

The birds at rest within the trees,

We marvel at the gentle breeze.

On wings of night, the shadows fall,

A dark descending over all,

A time of peace and quiet still,

A magic glow atop the hill.

It seems a gentle, fragile time,

A miracle that's yours and mine.

God ever smiles from there above,

'Tis then we know His wondrous love.

The busy day is cast aside,

A fairer beauty shall abide,

As darkness takes the place of light

And blessings come on wings of night.

~ Garnett Ann Schultz

Yours the day and Yours

the night; You set the moon

and sun in place.

Psalm 74:16