Oh God, my God how majestic is your name in all the Earth
The heavens declare the glory of your name
the moon and stars declare your light,
your delight,
your shining glory

The mountains show your strength,
your might,
your size,
The tremblings of the Earth grow strangely dim in the light of your glory and grace
a thought could never capture your beauty,
a jar could never hold how you beckon awe
a picture could never completely contain all of your entrancing sights

grasslands, mountains, valleys, desserts,
winters, summers, flowers, blizzards,
heights, depths, canyons, expanses,
Creatures, calendars, clearings, and time
all different but intertwined
in the web of your everlasting heart

you capture, you free, you blind, you give sight
you show, you close, you open, you discover
you are a mighty mystery buried in a sea of chaos and despair
you are grounded, you are strength, you are solid
moving mountains and sinking seas
you shake, you stabilize, you scatter fear, you gather peace
you rise above, you place yourself beneath

you are in all parts of life
mountains, valleys, desserts, and pleasant places
you know it all, you've been in it all
and you never turn your back

the almighty brought low
the gift of ultimate grace
irreplaceable, completely redeemable, lifted high,
ETERNAL

I love trees and the smell of a fall day.

The look of a mountain against the rainy grey.

the shock of lighting against a cloud

the clap of thunder menacingly loud

the green of a pool reflecting the fresh trees

the rustling of leaves moving in a breeze

a river rushes past carrying life all around

racing and acting as the heartbeat for the ground

it changes, it shifts, ebbing and flowing with its path

moving things along the way shifting rocks and growing grass

is it not like life? changing with every step.

reflecting whats around yet impacting what is left

an ever-changing course not knowing where it will end

progressing through decisions, with our futures to bend

thats why nature is so special, it reflects the nature of our lives

it expresses what we so often conceal inside 

4 seasons, and all different types of terrain

showing us in the physical what occurs in our brains

its no riddle or even a puzzle with many pieces

its just life, flowing, swimming, rolling, and breathing

breathing with the wind, sighing with the sea, 

climbing with the mountains, flying with the breeze

I love trees and the smell of a fall day 

the lovely picture of life that it continually paints.