There are places, remote and far away,
beauty spots of nature, that are grand;
that few find, because of where they are,
but that glorify God's mighty hand.
Such a spot, we found three days ago,
a mountain's peak that kissed the sky;
that gave us views in panorama,
where bears dance and eagles fly.
A hundred miles away, we saw a lake,
framed by cliffs and boulders - blue;
and in the distance, great, lofty peaks,
a vision of the earth we never knew.
Down below us, dark clouds were raining,
but where we were - the ground was dry,
just vivid scenes of nature's glory;
I can't put it into words,
but in this poem, I'll try.
It is the view of God's creation,
unspoiled, unmarred, by touch of man;
I look in awe and stare in wonder,
at His artistry, at His great plan.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem that encourages us to seek out the beauty of nature, the majesty of God's imagination. It is there for the taking, and we won't be disappointed.