Perelandra

The Sacred Vale

From the neck between the two peaks, he looked a little downward, for the top of the mountain was in a shallow cup. He saw a valley, a few acres in size, as secret as a valley in the top of a cloud. It was pure rose-red, with ten or twelve of the glowing peaks about it, and in the centre a pool, married in pure unrippled clearness to the gold of the sky. The lilies came down to its very edge and lined all its bays and headlands.