A grand horizon opens the mind
and lets the air come in
In this land surrounded by hills
I feel like cans of tin
The natural beauty rising high
really makes me feel small
Though grandiose I think that I
prefer my sights less tall
The landscapes that I like to see
are simple and are bland
Contradicting though it may seem
in them I see God\'s hand
When I\'m there I feel most free
and open to His grace
Here with mountains covered with trees
I\'m sheltered from His face
When I return to my great plains
All thankfulness I\'ll be
In all the beauty of this world
The simple is for me