What Makes the Mountains Blue? -Ethelene Dyer Jones July 9, 1999 Cyanic skies above majestic hills! To look upon the panoramic scene Brings ecstatic thrills, Rejuvenates the soul, Produces euphoric roll Of spirit, heart made clean As fresh-hung laundry in the breeze, With sound of bird-song, hum of bees. All these combine in panoply To paint the azure towers of hills Climbing to touch the blue domed sky To form a panorama only God Could create from crenelated sod And give dear earth on which to lie. Oh, touch, oh, breathe the mountains blue! Their beauty touches, breathes on you!