Throw Out a Beam

The golden moon sails on
Thru endless skies,
And mingles with the 
Silvery stars that shine
So brightly o'er the land.
And as it sails
It makes one realize
That real love is.....
Forever true and fine.
And blest with the touch of the Maker's
     hand.

For by these hands
Are all things gently molded,
Moon and stars and love,
All shine so bright.....
As if the Potter
Has his love unfolded,
And shown to,
All his world eternal light.

So let us throw 
Our inner beam,
Of love out more,
That it may light the way,
For a lonely one.
Then like the.....
Moon and stars
We will shine.....forever,
Even after our....life.....
On earth is done.

By Treva E. Stokes (1912-1980)