A free spirit You gave us. Glory to You. So we run free, even though we have planted roots that run deep. We are Your children, Creator. We are Your immortal ones.
Portland is a haven. Most of the times nobody wants to leave the grounds and it does not matter what villa or hotel, everything about Portland is relaxing and seductive. Rain falling softly outside, mist rising, the sea crashing against the rocks and into the coves -these are the breath taking scenes that Portland gives. The people are as cool as the Blue Mountains that backdrop. It is the most beautiful parish on this blessed island, a honeymoon retreat.
So we roam from one parish to the next waiting for the day when You release us from this womb. We are Your ripening fruits.