20 june 2012

poetry

Gert Strydom
Gert Strydom

One night in the tranquillity I heard Him pass

One night in the tranquillity
I heard Him pass,
for long moments nature was silent,
as if all things had come to a standstill,
when the sun was setting lingering He was near;
the bright moon
suddenly caught me later like a child,
as I was shaking and blinded by my sin.

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