Nelson Mandela / Tata Madiba

I wanted to dedicate a special post to Nelson Mandela, our Nation’s hero, today, but the words elude me.  No words can describe the appreciation, the true admiration and love South Africa (and the rest of the world) feels for the late Madiba.  The bridge he built for a divided nation overcame hatred, fear and instability.  We are a proud nation today and yes, there are still a lot to overcome and learn, but the long walk to freedom bears proud emotions in South Africans today.  Thank you Madiba! 

I could not help but to be reminded of the famous poem:

Do not go gentle into that good night

  by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. 

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15377#sthash.PrE7Syb4.dpuf

RIP Madiba