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