Some mistake The River of Life as the fountain of youth.
Do not drown in a pool of lies, rather, climb the mountain of truth.
What you’ll find at the top of that mountain, is the throne of glory.
An eternal flow called The River of Life, flowing as a never-ending story.
Many chapters and pages of non-existence. Given freely through faithful persistence. The River of Life, as it flows like living blood through your veins.
Never to thirst again liken unto thoughts of wishful creativity flowing from the brain.
The city of The Almighty...