Well friends, now that we are out in the open again, I must say, it was kinda dark in the thick of the bush. Certainly quiet and tranquil, perhaps a little too much. And that Bat!!!... Anyhow here we are at the foot of a glorious waterfall, my most favourite place up here on the mountainside. What a magnificent site to behold. Cool Clear water flowing down over the rocks. It is good that the snow has stopped falling, so we can wade through the river and get right up under the falls. Lets venture forth and indulge ourselves , shoes and boots off, and in we go, ooooh its ccccccold, but invigorating:) When I am here, I think of the River of Life that flows down from the Throne of God. Here is a little poem that I wrote just thinking of that awesome place, called heaven....
Zions's River.
The Water is the Life,
Flowing down from the throne of the Lamb,
Pure, gentle, Crystal Clear,
So blessed to bathe in its Glory I am.
I will hold to this vision of Glory,
till the face of the Saviour I see,
Then Vision no more, it's reality for sure,
When HE Comes to the Mountain for me.
On Zion's hill, HIS love overflows,
Outstretched Hands beckon us nigh,
Sorrows will cease, every heart will Know,
He who sits on HIS throne on high.
Ch'erie de Perrott
Copyright 2001
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