I think that I have never seen
Mountains so high, so very green
The forests rise up to the skies
Such beauty brings tears to the eyes,
Oh what a sight that greets me still
I see those creatures on the hill
They leap in concert with each breeze
Zigzagging through the maze of trees.
The sunlight shares its specks of dust
While warming all the earth it must
Kaleidoscope of passing sky
Where screaming vultures zoom and fly
Oh what an aspect I do see
God’s beauty waiting there for me !
Tan, orange, yellow, brown and umber too
Fall colors all just waiting there for you
Their happy faces laughing all the while
So full of zest and sporting lots of style
Thank you dear Lord above, how did you know
What treasure grand these autumn leaves would show ?
The beauty of this nation that grows and flows and shows
From the heights of all its mountains o’er which our sun glows
To the depth of each valley and green of all the hills
That the heart may surely treasure as part of God’s thrills
Brings to us joyous pleasure with promises untold
Teaching simple lessons how life’s mysteries unfold !
Sometimes I wish I had a horse
Not one who races on the course
But wooden, painted, made by hand
By skilled craftsmen whose work is grand.
Carousel horses can be smart
Carved and sculpted right from the heart
With pony tail that flicks and flies
Plus eyelashes o’er bright glass eyes.
Oh what a thrill that it would be
To ride that swift painted pony,
I dream that one day I may find
That special horse my mind combined !
My heart has been alone too long
It’s learned to sing a solo song
The words get lost along the way
The melody has gone astray.
Yet sure I am as nighttime falls
My memory of faith recalls
Those joys that God does share with me
The beauty of His world I see !
I sure do wish that I were free
To dive into the deepest sea
And join the creatures biding there
To splash around with extra care.
I’d find myself surrounded by
Many sea creatures where they lie
All types of mollusk, clam and shell
What kind of stories do they tell ?
Like worms and eels and sponges too
Their skeletons are strange to view
While beds of coral by the mile,
Enchanted visions bring a smile.
So many fish, all species known
A varied catch with much unshown
Oh how I wish that I could be
Another mermaid in the sea.
What special plan was in God’s mind
As men of earth did treasure find
In His vast world, deep water hid
Great miracles that our God did !
With each new day a bright sunrise
From dawn to dusk this huge surprise
The world about so full and lush
O’ershadowed by the nighttimes hush
Let’s all embrace the calm we find
God help us now from stress unwind !
The rain is falling to the ground
It’s drip, drip, dripping all around
I watch the branches of the trees
Blowing gently with each new breeze
There is a sweet smell in the air
Flowering cherry, oh so fair.
The outer limbs sway fore and aft
Crowding blossoms upon each shaft
Millions of petals, what a sight
Precious flowers in pink or white !
The winds of March are on the wane
O’ershadowed by young April’s rain
The clouded skies loom ominus
While springtime clouds crowd over us.
A hint of blossoms fills the air
Oh how I wish that I were there
When lilac blooms begin to show
There is no place I’d rather go !
The days grow long while nights remain cool
As time approaches, tis April Fool
Too soon all crocus will waste away
To make more room for the buds of May !
As daffodils edge the garden’s path
And the springtime rain gives all a bath
Tis odd to see how the land turns green
With the help of a God who bides unseen !
The pavement’s wet with falling snow
The cobblestones all seem to glow
The streetlamps shine their welcome light
Upon this quiet snowy night.
The flakes drift down no two alike
Afar I hear the muffled strike
As hands upon the town’s tall clock
Declare midnight, tick tock, tick tock.
Quite peaceful as this seems to be
With scant hints of fragility
Tis sad that we may never know
All of the beauty God does show !
The wind it shuttles through the trees
The rain that clings begins to freeze
The icy branches bend with ease.
Reach out, reach out and take my hand
To guide you through God’s wonderland
Where beauty shows superb and grand.
Seems all of life’s encased in glass,
Encrusted ice that can not last
And scatters with each windy blast.
You view the fairy castles there
They tremble in the sunlight’s glare
For soon, too soon all will be bare !
A ray of sun breaks through the cloud
My heart cries out and sings aloud
One stolen thought now rears its head
All will be gone when I am dead.
There is a special place that I do remember well
It’s full of sweet aromas all wonderful to smell
And there among the roses this bit of heaven rests
A garden in life’s jungle of God’s own treasure chests !
One feels walled in by steel and concrete
While strolling down a large city street
Confined by noise and lack of fresh air
I believe I choose to not be there.
Show me a field whence wilderness grows
It’s sure to be where godliness flows,
Or by a small stream or riverbed
With a gravel path that’s been well tred.
Nature’s replete with sounds loud and clear
The birds and creatures all seem to cheer
There is great joy in God’s wonderland
Hear it sing aloud and sound so grand !
I have seen from the top of the mountains
Into the depths of each valley below
The lush beauty that covers our woodlands
As ocean to ocean great rivers flow !
Bright skies of blue with clouds of white
God’s perfect picture of delight
From azure blue to deep sea green
Painted waters lie in between
While flocks of birds fly overhead,
With sheer emotion left unsaid
True this must be a gift received
That’s far too grand to be believed
The smell of springtime permeates the air
That promises our weather will be fair
I cannot wait to see the lilies grow
With yellow daffodils tall in a row.
Soon all the crocus blooms are fled away
Daisies are preparing for their long stay
How marvelous to know with every spring
This place becomes a world of blossoming !
I’ve traveled wide across the sea
To feed my curiousity
I’ve been to lands so far away
In places that I chose to stay.
Along the ridges of the cliffs
Or edges of the ocean’s rifts,
The wonders that are ours to taste
Like cultures we must not erase
Fill this old world with magic spin
And beauty we may revel in,
With so much more that’s yet to come
In God’s expected new kingdom !
I can remember days long gone
When we had trails to hike upon
That wound through forests clad in green
Up wooded hillsides by a stream
Along the bend where moss rose grew,
Look up you’ll catch a patch of blue.
Hundreds of trees of every size
Parade before your very eyes
Oh such a sight it was to see
What I would give once more to be
Alive upon those mountainsides
Where bits of God’s true wealth resides !
Flying carpets where have you gone
I need a rug to ride upon
Perhaps a shell like Venus had
Or dolphin’s back, like Alan Ladd.
We should recall those olden days
When fantasy was all the rage
And films and books and fables old
Like fairy tales were stories told.
Today the truth is all we’ve got
Accepting that, I’d rather not
While Ali Baba was his name
Those forty thieves brought him his fame
Arabia was mystic too
I liked it then, well didn’t you ?
Today tis sad, this world to think
It seems we’ve reached the final brink
There’s no time left for let’s pretend
The world we knew has met its end !
I had a dream the other day
I dreamt the winter washed away
Oh what a joy and sweet surprise
There’s no more snow to greet the eyes !
Let’s on with rain and flowers bright
In colors that astound the sight
The bounty that the winter brings
Are vistas where God’s beauty sings !
A ballerina is so sweet
She dances on her magic feet
Her art intense her ache endures
For painful feet there are no cures
Perform she must that’s how it goes
It’s what she loves her twinkle toes !
We all owe her great empathy
She pirouettes much to our glee
Her graceful moves part of the dream
The jetes mark her dance supreme !
The snow still falls upon the ground
Is there a furnace to be found
We need to turn the heat up high
And bid the cold a quick goodbye !
Just as it was long time ago
We saw the beauty of the snow,
The time’s now past and all we’ve done
Is complicate what was great fun !
Tis sad to think there seems no way
For us to try to warmer stay
Where is it that we will belong
The freeze is here but much too long !
The trees are bare their limbs are shorn
The clouds above seem quite forlorn
They slowly drift across the sky
This panoramic view on high !
The chilly air pervades it all
An early night begins to fall
The moon it rises on the wane
Too soon it will be full again !
The shadows length becomes surreal
Encompassing each snowy field
While we take flight into our dreams
Of perfect days and happy schemes !
Among those many tales I tell
The ones I love and do most well
Are those that are of all God’s works
To show us genius and its perks.
There is no beauty here on earth
That does not owe Him for its birth
His mind has wrought each fragile bit
He made the plan and pieces fit !
I will not tire of God’s true bliss
With Him it’s never hit or miss
He’ll always win and lead the way
Believe, this world is here to stay!
I took a walk the other day
The air it smelled so sweet
The wind it blew along the way
It rustled down the street.
I thought that God must truly be
So pleased with what He’s done
Midst mountain peaks with every tree
That grows under the sun.
Each sandy beach with ocean wave
That washes on the shore
Reminds us all how much He gave
How much there is in store !
There’s so much left for us to see
God’s awesome world and majesty
That it would take a thousand years
To see the sights and fill our ears.
With miracles to smell and feel
Both those hidden and those revealed
From alpine heights to desert sand
Please let me take you by the hand !
The hills that rest beside the sea
The valleys wild and rivers free
Vistas that will amaze your sight
And skies that come alive at night,
These are the gifts which we all share
Everyday beauty, it’s everywhere !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 