Cool Mist On Mountain High

Cool mist on mountain high
We could have almost touched the sky
Beside the light that Venus shed
Where I had come to rest my weary head

Orion whispered in the night
Beneath the stars of that shone so bright

Was I brought here by mere whim or chance?
As Jupiter stood there in its stance
Among the stars as they came out to dance

Saturn fills my heart with hope
As l look upon its moons within my scope
Velveteen the sliver rope, which I held within my hand
For here I stand a simple man
Before the grace of gods master plan
Is there a chance I’ll ever understand?

While I pondered this heavenly sight
Where the moon seem to hang there in the night
Was I lost within this state of natural wonder?
Beside the sounds of distant thunder

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