Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Mountains

On either side we look and see
Mountains in their majesty
Soft and rolling, rising steep
Stretch out grassed arms and reach down deep
Above the city strain they sleep

Reminds us of another place
Far off from this meager space
Another mount and city we
Wait with eager eyes to see
When Jesus reigns and men are free.

(July 2005)
I wrote this hiking down from a mountain in Hong Kong at about 7am...the sun had arrived in a blaze of glory...the grass bowed majestically on the steep mountain slope...the hazy bustle of the downtown Hong Kong hovered before us in the lofty quietness...oh, to be there again, just for a moment :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Cassie- I have been so blessed by the poems you have shared, and I want to suggest something that sounds preposterous:

YOU SHOULD WRITE A BOOK.

No, seriously. A book of poetry.

I'll purchase the first copy. =)