A Perfect Circle

High above me
in atmospheric clouds
I saw a perfect circle frame
with a bulls – eye center moon.
She is a white lady,
whom God has provided
to lead my way at night
she is framed
in a perfect circle
that he traced with his finger
over me in this one instant in time.
I have seen my Father’s handiwork
right in front of my eyes, saying
“it will be all right, son.
Just wait and see.”
Even at night
I have a beacon to light my way,
framed in a perfect circle.