Sunday Sermon

Mountains In Twilight

Mountains have a dreamy way
Of folding up a noisy day
In quiet covers, cool and gray.

Only mountains seem to know
That shadows come and shadows go,
Till stars are caught in pools below.

Only mountains, dim and far,
Kneeling now beneath one star,
Know how calm dark valleys are.


–Leigh Buckner Hanes

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