Ethereal Moments The Poetry of Donavon Scott Vinson
Beauty.
There is a wonderful blue mountain
that refuses to be crossed
no matter how hard I try.
A shimmering lake of crystal clear water
that I cannot seem to swim.
Valleys of sweetly scented flowers
that I dare not trample.
Stars glimmering in the night sky,
so glorious that I dare not look upon them.
Ethereal clouds of puffy white
floating through the sky that I cannot fathom.
I cannot escape nature's magnificent glory
because I can see that Your heavenly hand
has laid a carpet of majestic beauty everywhere.
Donavon Scott Vinson