From Glory to Glory

    **The glorious Butterfly Brightly coloured Shimmering Stardust On its elusive Wings Recall Childhood days loving this Creature Every girl's Heart Covets this Wonder Only to Capture Its Flighty Beauty In Glass jars... Now Trapped My own Heart Now Saddened By my own Desire Touching its Glitter Rubbing off On Guilty hands Owning its Prey Dying Slowly The Once Free Now a Slave To Selfish Whims ** Tanya (Potts) Arendse (2009) Words cannot express how much I miss my sister. She was such a huge part of my life, such a huge part of me. Three years ago today she went to be with the Lord. I take heart and know that I will be united with her one day, for eternity, but until that day comes I will always miss her sweet presence in my life… Tanya I still grieve the loss of your presence in our lives. I miss our chats on the couch, your chocolate muffins, your good advice, your sarcastic jokes and glorious intellect. I miss your beautiful face and smile. I m...

https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7J53nf0f-nxj7R-joLVoElz1Soq3cVXlaqamr1viM38JjWAfwFwkXiOVL4wWNGfeTWx5DdcEwACC3RSmWIkIGo-QNiowahXiJuMIBBTa4pC1uTvXDlAeb95HvQ0W0btAOExwkxX4M-HI/s1600/bird+cage+013.JPG I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and its tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow...