I climb the majestic mountain to its summit. There I stand rapt in wonderment At the beauty and splendor of the cerulean sky While cumulus and cirrus clouds gambol at my feet. I turn toward the setting sun And watch her robe of crimson luster Drop behind the western slope. Soon the low hanging duplicate horn Moon, Venus, Orion, the Pleiades and Milky Way Dot the dome of heaven with diamond gems. Enthralled by such enchanting beauty We exclaim with the Psalmist of old: "The heavens declare the glory of God; And the firmament showeth his handiwork." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOLY POEMS: 3 by GEORGE BARKER THE PROBLEM by RALPH WALDO EMERSON AFTER AUGHRIM by ARTHUR GERALD GEOGHEGAN TO SCIENCE; SONNET by EDGAR ALLAN POE CELIA'S HOMECOMING by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON MUSIC, FR. TWELFTH NIGHT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |