The Mountains Make Us Seem Smallish

Lake at Geneva Switzerland
(inspired by a beautiful Geneva image)




Just call into the empty

And echo sings back soon

The Alps are all around you

The sunny warmth of June.

The alpen flowers sparkle

Released from icy hold

And you are left so humble

As God's grandeur is told.

It's in the peaks above you.

The goats who leap sans fear.

It's in the eagle's high path

For him the heavens draw near

It's in the night-time quaintness

When window lanterns bring

The sense of family laughing

And most inclined to sing

All the glories of their Maker.

Who formed these mountains too.

The crimson dusk just witnessed.

And coming of the dew.