by Fred Miller
The mountains acclaim Your goodness as breaths of mists, in concerts of glad song, sing out with unfettered joy as they whisper to waves of Your alluring splendor across rolling meadows of shimmering blue, miles and miles of shimmering blue.
Fred Miller is a California writer. Over fifty of his stories and poems have appeared in publications around the world over the past ten years. Many may be found on his blog: https://pookah1943.wordpress.com
Fred, please publish your work. You have hit another homerun! So lovely!!!
Thank you for sharing! 🤗
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To get something just right in the least space is difficult and satisfying. Your wildflowers make me think of those in the mountains of Colorado.
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