Lord, we are rivers running to thy sea,
Our waves and ripples all derived from thee:
A nothing we should have, a nothing be,
Except for thee.
Sweet are the waters of thy shoreless sea,
Make sweet our waters that make hast to thee;
Pour in thy sweetness, that ourselves may be
Sweetness to thee.
Christina Rossetti
Lovely words!!!!!!!!!!
Missed you both at Dalamory this morning……..the place was not the same without you!
Thanks Donald, it is the travelling time of year.