Go to the
top of the mountain
Look
around at all your eyes can behold
The
expanse of land below
The
beauty of the sky above
Man seems
so small
Troubles
become insignificant
The birds
are closer to you
The dew
of heaven cold on your skin
Go to the
top of the mountain
Wonder at
the miracle of the trees
Growing
out of a hard rock
The skies
are closer
With your
hands stretched to touch the sky
The
beauty of a God so magnificent
A
coordinated and organized creation
From a
being so great
It’s
impossible to see the end of His greatness
Even when
you are at the top of the highest mountain
©January 2020
