The granite exposed below me
the vista as far as the eye could see
the lake a mirror
glistening in the sun
My hiking, the climbing
through the tree line
rewarded with the beauty
of the scene from the top
Sitting, my eyes closed
drinking in the sun
a prayer to my creator
thanking him for this moment
aware of this means of grace
poured out on me
February 10, 2010
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I can really relate to this poem. Excellent work. Thank you! Jason
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