In the untrespassed sanctity I touched the Face

GOD! BEAUTY SUPREME! 
A rainbow that rims a hole in the sky! 
Sunset reflecting off the ice of Greenland over the snowy mountains,
Whips of risen white particled light,
Fjords of ice merging a seemingly seamless sunset of earth and sky;
Flying North and West in Winter
Crescents and curves of mountains
Smiling to the last of the long day,
Burnished by the Southern Sun,
Rock cliffs showing a deep ragged gold
Over the icey lakes and mountains
As endless as the sunset,
As though for a moment the frozen land
And flying hand had frozen time.
Then it woke with the tongue of a glacier,
Stuck out as if from God's open mouth;
NAH! NAH!
Catch me if you can!
This "tongue shall forth your praise",
Lapping at the icey water of the Fjords,
Mocking the wide-open, mind-numbing,
Jaw-dropping awe of our own stupidity,
While others watched "The Muppets" inside the darkened plane;
Then swept and sweeping snow fields down mountain sides;
God's long laughing furrows
Like highways among the mountains,
Sings my soul skipping
Along these roads of God's wonder.
Ice crystals on the windows sharing the rainbow,
The West wind kicks up snow dust in tne mountains
For the sunset to dapple with,
Flipping his pancakes of the feast ingredients; snow, mountain, wind, sun and ice
Into the long frying-pan plains of lumpy blanketed snow,
Unblemished by man or beast;
The face of God's smooth-perfect skin.
With only a moment to feel sad the passing glory of the moutains
Like life led into the clean white perfection of Heaven
Earth moves into sky;
Snow indistinguishable from cloud.