Lord another song for thee

Rises like smoke out of me

Golden smoke that wafts above

And is as soft and warm as love


Though scattered till airy clear

It matters not, I know you hear

I know even the silent prayer

Finds you in your everywhere


In the silence where we meet

You raise me from my knees to feet

And set me on a path so true

Where all I know is love of you


On the path we are never apart

As we walk to heaven’s heart

And step by step I shed my sins

On the path where heaven begins






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Troydon Wainwright is a philosopher and Reiki Master based in Cape Town. Born with mild cerebral palsy and dyslexia, Toydon learnt to write as a way to overcome the barriers his dyslexia placed in front of him. “I wrote my way out of dyslexia,” said Troydon, “or at least to the point where reading and writing aren’t a problem anymore.” During the day he works as an educational facilitator (someone who helps special needs students cope academically and become more independent). At night he dedicates his time to writing. He has won a Nova award for his short story, The Sangoma’s Storm, and been a feature poet at the Off the Wall poetry readings in Cape Town and at Cape Town Central Library. Three of his poems were also included in the anthology Africa’s Best New Poets. He has also been published in the South African Literary journal, New Contrast. One of his Facebook posts, in which he took a stand against racism, has gone viral (

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