On Apgar Lookout

July 16, 2013 | Mindy Spyker

Of Morning Light: A Poem

On Apgar Lookout

The full moon hides behind

A blanket of cloud like a shield.

Its crater scars and darkened face are hidden;

We cannot see our way.


Thick fog lingers over soft newsummer’s night.

Seeing is less and knowing is naught—

But we are glad

For the warmth of cloudy skies.


Standing together before a quiet night,

We peer down below to see from high above.

But the darkened moon darkens the sky,

And all we see is a Polaroid photo still faint.


We close our eyes and pray.


Home seemed only imitation of something real-

Pale and grey and hidden-

And then time passed.


Clouds cleared,                                                   

The day dawned,

The sun burst forth from early light.

Midnight drizzle turned to morning dew

And finally we saw what was there.

By Mindy Spyker




"The most important thing that I learned this summer was to project the imago dei and to recognize it in others and embrace them for who they are."
– Brett, Princeton Theology Seminary 2011

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