
I've stood upon a mountaintop,
But could not touch the sky,
And stood in awesome wonder there
As clouds kept rolling by.
I've wandered through a woodland
in Autumn's golden days,
And knelt in silent splendor there
To offer God my praise.
I've strolled along a seaside path
As the sun began to set,
And the beauty of that moment
I never shall forget.
I've seen fields of golden poppies
And gargens in full bloom
And the magic of red roses
In a hospital room.
I've seen hills become cathedrals,
All crowned with flakes of snow,
And palaces of purple ice
In the moonlight's afterglow.
I've seen each season come and go
Through eyes of faith and hope,
And I caught a glimpse of Heaven
Through God's kaleidoscope.
But could not touch the sky,
And stood in awesome wonder there
As clouds kept rolling by.
I've wandered through a woodland
in Autumn's golden days,
And knelt in silent splendor there
To offer God my praise.
I've strolled along a seaside path
As the sun began to set,
And the beauty of that moment
I never shall forget.
I've seen fields of golden poppies
And gargens in full bloom
And the magic of red roses
In a hospital room.
I've seen hills become cathedrals,
All crowned with flakes of snow,
And palaces of purple ice
In the moonlight's afterglow.
I've seen each season come and go
Through eyes of faith and hope,
And I caught a glimpse of Heaven
Through God's kaleidoscope.
- Clay Harrison
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