Where the Mountain Joins the Sky (a poem)

   

There is a place where burdened hearts

            Take refuge from life’s care.

The simple things like flower and tree,

            A man and nature share.

‘Tis where the mountain joins the sky,

            Where earth and firmament meet

Man’s realm below and God’s on high

            Join there—the twain complete.

Standing high on wind-swept rock

            So very close to heaven

The heart of mine in solitude,

            Reflects on blessings given.

Peak beckons foothills to ascend

            It’s trails that lead so high

And everywhere there’s wondrous peace

            With a sense that God is nigh.

The sun by day, and moon by night,

            Reveals not works of man.

Where Heavenly Father and Nature meet

            High on this rugged span.

So you who rush around and fret,

            If quiet peace you seek,

Go climb the mountain of your choice

            And meet God at its peak.*

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*I do not believe that one will literally meet God the Father of us all at the mountain peak unless you, like Moses, are chosen to begin a new Gospel dispensation.  I have, though, felt God’s presence and the attendant peace through His Holy Spirit on such occasions while in deep and sincere prayer and hence the motivation to write this poem.