I lift up

I lift my eyes to the hills
  because they draw my eye
  because they are beauty
  because I am in awe

Where does my help come?
  It comes from God
  because I see the divine hand
  in the rough edges from the mount
  because my eye is drawn to the heavens
  because of the awe in my heart

I am made these push up into the air
  and i seek their beauty to show creation 
  to show how small I am in comparison 
  to know when I am looking down 
  i just need to change perspective 
  and look up into beauty