Mountains

 

“…the strength of the hills is His also.”  – Psalm 95:4

 

Rugged majesty beckons.

Bird songs echo the summons.

Wind on my face invigorates.

Horizon’s grandeur fascinates.

Nothing manmade disrupts the view

Of mountain splendor made by You.

 

Thousands of trees in varied green,

Leaves that scintillate sunlight’s sheen.

Wildflowers, gurgling creek -

Beauty that the soul may seek.

Rocky cliffs picture solid strength

Passing centuries in length.

 

Footpaths say to come explore

Higher, farther; hike some more.

Ones I love along for the walk,

Picnic lunch on a sunny rock.

History’s tales from hills like these

Challenge my soul to heroic deeds.

 

Best part of mountain excursions?

Time with You, without diversions:

Joy of abiding fellowship sweet

Because my God has come to meet

Me on the grand, grand mountains He made,

And His love is the serenade.