A Quiet Song

When one stands
on a mountain height and scans
the beauty all about —
the wondrous sight
of your splendor, O God,
must needs compel
the soul to cry out:
“You have done all things well!”

When day is turning
to evening and one rests in its peace
and quietly reviews
the day’s journeying
with its rich release
of work — the stillness renews
the spirit and stirs it joyfully to say:
“Truly, you experienced a beautiful day!”