Beyond The Wonders

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.