"Mount Ophir" a Johor Bahru Travel Page by Applelyn

It was my first time conquering a mountain--though it is not very high, it was a great feat for me. I remember that I had to force myself to continue after a night's rest. Like bones breaking but still have to continue. When I reached the summit, I carved my name on the stone. I took a deep deep breathe but didnt dare to look down. I waited and worked for this moment...but no guts.....Sometimes in Life, when we reached the moment, we have no courage to accept something beautiful...

Fresh Water flowing downstream
Like a mother's love flowing down
from generations to generations

As a child must not forget repaying
A mother must not expect receiving
The world has its own movement
Each human has his own purpose

The irony is
No matter how much you contributed
You will be forgotten one day
Thus one should not seek for recognition
But for the peace that good works brings

Leechs and centipedes...The two horrible creatures I met here.
Remember your salt and matches...

I am fascinated by how the water flows through the rocks and creaks, the formation of the rocks, the erosion..... Nature has its way. No matter how hard Man tries, he can never comprehend everything.