Earth-Tamer, Ocean-Pourer, Mountain-Maker, Hill-Dresser, Muzzler of sea storm and wave crash, of mobs in noisy riot— Far and wide they’ll come to a stop, they’ll stare in awe, in wonder. Dawn and dusk take turns calling, “Come and worship.”
Psalm 65:8 (The Message)
I sit still amongst your majesty- all creation echoes your grandeur.
Screaming through the silence, nature declares Maker through every crystal, cavern, and hillside.