Place Of Love
Place Of Love
As the river flows to meet the tide;
upon ancient shores does love reside?
On mountaintop crested of snow,
is this the place where love does grow?
Can love be found at rainbow's end ~
from falling teardrops of sweet Godsend?
Within the morn's sweet dew-kissed grass,
perhaps this is where love is found at last?
And against the crimson sunset of night ~
is love painted against the sky bright?
On butterfly wings of silken canvas,
love perhaps flies upon the wind's kiss.
With innocence like that of a child,
love reigns supreme, free and wild.
All these things carry love within ~
from Him above, love without end.
And by His grace, His love is shown ~
in all we see and all we've known.
So relish each miracle of each new day,
saved by His loving grace always.
12/03/00 © "Chelle"
