Mountain Grandeur  

There sits between mountains a mirror
Reflecting the Kings love and might.
The lake speaks to only the hearer –
Shows Heaven to those who have sight.

Rising geese sing the song of the age,
As if trumpets of bands far away.
Beneath mountains for glorious stage
Clouds draw back and point to the play.

A tune lifts on wings of the dawn.
The glass breaks as geese lift and soar.
Their song sings to God until all notes are gone.
I bend ears and listen for more.

There a longing is forged in the glass –
So deep only love gives it fill.
There I wait, enjoy plays as they pass,
Sit and watch the waves as they still.


“For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made. So they are without excuse.”
Romans 1:20

(Poetry and photo by Heidi Viars 2023, Scripture taken from the ESV)

6 responses to “Mountain Grandeur  ”

  1. Such a heavenly scene of God’s creative works: mountains, lake, clouds, birds, etc. You’ve a gift, Heidi, of absorbing beauty and turning it into heart-touching words (and lessons). Thank you!


  2. I loooove the sound of geese and ducks rising up from the water. It is so relaxing to sit and enjoy. I am also reminded that God wants to hear my praise too. After the echo of the praise and the silence comes, i also need to listen, God wants to talk with me too. I have so many other distractions that could fill that silence, but i need to stay and wait for God to fill it. Thank you Heidi for this wonderful, relaxing poem. 🥰


  3. Beatifull, deep and so true! Thank you!


  4. Beautiful Heidi!

    Sue Tell


  5. Oh Heidi, you’ve done it again! Thank you.


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