In the graveyard, there exists a frangipani tree that shades the resting place of the deceased……
….being watched over by a true beauty within the branches above.
Beauty is but passing, charm is but deceitful,
With the many splendours
Nature was made to be,
I’m blessed
For I am able to see.
My soul longs & even faints for Your courts,
My heart & my flesh cries out for You,
You who made a house for the sparrow,
A nest for the swallow to lay her young,
I am blessed from strength to strength,
In passing through the valley,
Your sun is my grace
And your glory, my shield.
With the many splendours
Nature was made to be,
I’m blessed
For I am able to see.
My soul longs & even faints for Your courts,
My heart & my flesh cries out for You,
You who made a house for the sparrow,
A nest for the swallow to lay her young,
I am blessed from strength to strength,
In passing through the valley,
Your sun is my grace
And your glory, my shield.
wow…taking pictures @ graveyard somemore :P…..be careful eh hehehe…make sure u bring talisman along with u 😉
No talisman nor objects of ‘false sense of security’ needed. He who is in me is greater than he who is in the world! Aiya, woman, exercise your faith woman! That’s why daughter is a great example!!!