I stare
at the blue glass sparkling,
And
breathe in the sweet clear air.
I know no
beauty can ever compare.
The hall
of dark green history,
Outlined
with colossal a mountain view,
Leads me
to a new natural point of view.
My mind
begins wander,
And my
heart begins to care,
About the
sight in front of me, that God gave to share.
Each
moment that I hear the sweet bird’s melody,
Inspires
me to understand,
The glory
made by God’s perfect hands.
Gregson-William,
Harrys. "The Door in the Air." 2008. CD.
