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I stood upon a mountaintop, An awesome beauty viewed, And gazed onto the distant peaks In glory rainbow hued.
I stared in matchless wonderment, No tongue or words could tell, The artistry God's hand did paint, No, none could parallel.
But then I looked to valleys deep As far as eye could see And said, “Dear God, I'd like to dwell Right here, just You and me.”
He said, “My child, it's time to go, There's work that you must do.” I said, “Father, can we stay right here And just enjoy the view?”
“The easy way is not the best;” He said, “You'll never grow. It's only through the valleys deep My blessings you will know.”
“In valleys deep you'll learn to trust, You'll learn to lean on Me;” You'll find My strength sufficient To meet your every need.”
“It's through the valley's shadows That I will make you whole. Not mountaintops, but valleys deep, Where I restore your soul.”
07 July 2004
Hi, Linda! It was good to discover your poetry on this site which I just found!
17 July 2004
Your poetry always moves me, Linda. "Though I walk THROUGH the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me."I'm still learning how to write poetry. The form and expression of yours always seems right to me! I'd love it if others would critique mine so that I can learn more. The people on this site are so kind that, either noone wants to hurt me or maybe they aren't any more sure about how to do it than I am????????? Well, may God bless and guide us all.

16 March 2003
This is a beautiful poem. Your have a gift of reaching ones heart.