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Gert Strydom, 26 november 2014
I do know (Rubliw)
We will
meet each other
on a bright summer day
or in the chilly winter May
and all this great love between you and me
will be lasting eternally
and the things that bother
will fade away
with love.
Gert Strydom, 26 november 2014
You do burrow right into my soul
You do burrow right into my soul
through every barrier that I have made
and when you are near
every resistance crumbles
and I see a kind of grace in your eye,
a kind of sparkle that entices and speaks to my heart
and with you time gets wings and does fly
as if to my life you are destined to be a part
and to you all kinds of resistance is weak
while your presence is driving me mad
and even the look, the expression of your face
talk without words
and have a serious reality to it
as you are in my pulse and in every breath
as if you are made to fit
to be a partner even beyond the limitations of death.
Gert Strydom, 26 november 2014
Jeopardy (Rubliw)
Pests like
Ebola, Aids, do strike
and crime is running rive
while in jeopardy is each life.
The great Day of Judgment must draw near
on the faces of people I see fear,
some do still live in bliss
the future is
unclear.
Gert Strydom, 25 november 2014
This kind of love I have not known
Like a thunderbolt from a blue sky
you came suddenly into my life
and now that you are my wife
there is great heartache in each goodbye
and day and night
I do miss you when you are out of sight
and when you are gone
I am alone
and this kind of love I have not known
before you did become my very own.
Gert Strydom, 24 november 2014
On another earth
On another earth
in another place and time
you will again be mine
but while your adult offspring
try to run your life
our marriage lays in shatters
and from their birth
they acted as if being divine
but to me they are without spine
and still the birds outside do sing
while all around me there is strive
and to them it does not really matter
but on this world you are heartbroken
while everything with meaning is falling apart
and the hurt lays unspoken
as a cruel kind of art
that you do not deserve
and to nothing there is any method, reason or rhyme
while the clouds of destruction are gathering
and although we are apart you are still my wife
and your children do gather
in their own kind of celebration
while I keep praying to the Lord of creation
to intervene but He is hidden in the shadows,
stays totally unseen and life moves on
and from my life you are gone.
Gert Strydom, 21 november 2014
On the other side of known reality
I
On the other side of known reality
there is a dimension that threads the world bare
and far away of the natural conversance and knowledge
reality is fabricated
and outside the terms of time
there is a place where another reality begins
and on the other side of midnight
time is totally lost
and somewhere in the late night
the subconscious tries to reach to it
and in dreams does built a magic carpet
that can find a bridge to it,
to a world that suddenly does appear
but usually with daylight does again wear out
and does disappear away into the nought.
II
Sometimes however unknown objects are seen,
people witness lights in the sky that does blind them
when unknown forces work in on nature
and people do believe
that other space beings want to find them
and others do want to measure energy fields
as proof that other foreign entities are on this planet
and its as if they do know something about these strange things,
are trying to do scientific research to unknown knowledge
but it is know that a great war rages each day
between Michael’s angelic host
and the evil demonic forces of Lucifer
and sometimes the war spreads far and wide
and man stays caught in the middle of it,
when words and actions
lets the destiny of each human being
hang in the balance.
Gert Strydom, 20 november 2014
Death
To some people death comes serene
but I have seen it coming
with great fear and pain
as a unknown something
wiping clean life’s scene
shattering the lives of those still living
again and again
and yet to some it comes silently as a sleep
while in its dark mysterious phantom some does weep
as still nearer and still nearer it does creep
as a end to things and to life
or a interlude to a new beginning
of that which lies unknown.
Gert Strydom, 19 november 2014
The ultimate question
The ultimate question:
what is love,
why does it exist
and why sometimes not?
Or was it life?
It all depends on how you look at things:
by the heart or scientifically.
Gert Strydom, 18 november 2014
The garden of my heart
The garden of my heart
is empty when you are gone
and its as if every plant
that I have in it does perish
and although
I do give great care to everything
something essential is missing
and I bring everything to inside
and wait like a winter
on a new beginning
and it is as if the sun is away
and as if the frost
does extend deadly cold fingers
while you are missing.
Gert Strydom, 17 november 2014
King David
The women sing
David has defeated Goliath of Gath
and the Philistines flee
when David is king
as they are scared that he is going to obliterate them
and David and his Israelite army is formidable
as a omnipotent God is guarding him
with whom at times he deliberates
and God says to David: “you cannot build my temple
as on your hands there is blood”
and ten thousand men fall before him,
ten thousand men and many more
but David has got remorse over his ways
and stays trusting the decrees of God.
Gert Strydom, 14 november 2014
We sleep together
We sleep together
with your stomach and breasts
touching my back,
later stomach to stomach
with your arms wrapped
around my body
and in the morning
you enjoy a plate with fried eggs,
toast and tea in bed
and bright-eyed reserve
some sweet kisses for me.
Gert Strydom, 13 november 2014
I rise to prepare breakfast
Woken by the black-collard barbet
knocking on the window
as a token from the gods
like a acolyte dedicated to your service
I rise to prepare breakfast
consisting of toasted chicken mayonnaise sandwiches,
some squeezed orange juice
and the tender relaxed serenity
fills your face with a kind of dignity,
a kind of uncommon grace
and when you look up at me
I see a warm pleasant welcome
almost like the rising sun
displayed on your face
and your slender arms
reach out to me
drawing me down
to soft sheets and a hot pillow
and to you.
Gert Strydom, 12 november 2014
While candles burn intimately
The flames in the fireplace make tongues
and you and I dance slowly
while candles burn intimately
and make long shadows
and your eyes gleam and are large,
you do look innocent
and it feels as if the whole wide world
lies open before us
and I feel the artery
beating in your neck,
your perfume fills my nose
and there is something deep
that I read in your eyes.
Outside the branches of the avocado tree
are beating on the roof
and time is busy
getting its own wings
but inside we are dancing
as if we are free from everything.
Gert Strydom, 11 november 2014
Afterwards
After making love your skin glows
and your have energy
as if something is living in you
with fire in your eyes
and the room cools down,
while darkness is sheltering us
and outside the rain falls
as without end
and while you sleep
in the moonlight I trace the lines
of your face
and I feel you breathing against me.
Gert Strydom, 10 november 2014
Peter and John at the temple gate
At three o’clock in the afternoon
Peter and John were on their way to the temple
at the time that prayers were being said
and a man that had been born lame
was laid down to beg
at the entrance of the temple
and they just wanted to enter
when the man asked for a contribution.
Together Peter and John said:
“Look at us”
and expecting some money from them
the lame man looked at them.
Peter said to him: “I do not have
any silver or gold
but what I do have
I am giving to you.
On authority of the name
of Jesus Christ of Nazareth
do rise up and walk”
and Peter took the man by the right hand
and immediately his feet and ankles were healed
and he leapt up,
walked up and down
and entered the temple with them
while a crowd that witnessed this
gathered at the Solomon’s porch
and Peter said to the gathered people:
“why do you look at us
as if our own power or religiousness
caused this man to walk?
It is the God of our fathers
that has given godly glory to His Son
Jesus Christ
whom you have rejected
and delivered to Pontius Pilate
when he decided to release Him
and you denied the holy sincere and righteous One
and rather asked for a killer to be released to you,
did kill the life-giver, the Prince
but God did raise Him up from death.
The name of Jesus did heal and strengthen
the legs of this man
and by faith in the name of Jesus
this man is walking
and you do know how he had been born
and I know that by ignorance
you and your leaders did kill the Son of God
but Jesus did suffer as the prophets did predict
and do therefore repent and covert
that your sins may be blotted out
and times of refreshment may come.”
[Reference: Acts 3:1-19.]
Gert Strydom, 10 november 2014
I eat the fresh home-baked bread
I eat the fresh home-baked bread
that tastes like no other can
and taste the love that is pressed into the food
and this lentil soup
people will trade for an inheritance
and it is wonderful
to be at home
and to read love in your eyes.
Gert Strydom, 6 november 2014
I wait for the first summer rain
I wait for the first summer rain,
the killing winter black ripe to cease to fall,
the grass to turn from white brown to green
before I will turn the ground again,
plant new vegetables, flowers and shrubs
but I hear birds sing
in the evergreen berry tree
as if asking me
to plant the first seed,
as if they are already inviting spring.
Gert Strydom, 6 november 2014
When my whole world was falling apart
When my whole world was falling apart
nowhere I could find any answers
and I was blinded far too much by disillusion
and thunder falling mercilessly from everywhere
and then I did talk to the God of the universe,
did remind Him that I am still His child
and in the evening wind
I did see His image displayed for mere moments.
That life is inaccessible at times,
that a person has got to try time after time,
even if it feels as if there is no hope,
have got to trust past meaning and knowledge
nobody could teach me
but still I kept my eyes on You my Lord.
Gert Strydom, 6 november 2014
Being carried along
Like a tree trunk or a piece of wood
that is being carried along
by a river or the sea
and here and there bash
against rocks or the shore
and then again drift farther
I went through life
until we did meet
and I got resolution from you
and I do know what real love is.
Gert Strydom, 5 november 2014
Out in the veldt
Laying with a couple of bushman trackers
in the darkness of a almost starless clouded sky,
not being able to make a nice hot fire,
being too near to the enemy
I listened to their stories
and it was almost as if they
were wooing the moon
to shine through patches in the clouds
are able to identify any animal
from the sounds of howls, snorts
or even movements that it made
and later silence covers us like a cloak.
Gert Strydom, 4 november 2014
I see shadows everywhere
I see shadows everywhere,
one follow me
but the rest just
image off the things in my life.
Still love fills me
and is now more than just
another thing leaving its mark
since it’s part of every word and deed.
Gert Strydom, 28 october 2014
Early on a winter morning in Cape Town
Early on a winter morning in Cape Town
the rain is sieving down as it has done for days,
the sky is covered with grey clouds
and inside are you and I
cosily in a hot bed.
There are footsteps in the hallway
that sneaks to the room and two cold children
get into the bed with us
and when the big old clock strikes seven o’clock
its time to get up, to get ready
for work and school.
Gert Strydom, 22 october 2014
Arrival
When the aeroplane does descend
at Jan Smuts airport
(or whatever they now call it)
lights lie as far as I can see,
they glitter like jewels in the night
and there is a hodgepodge of people
that waits upon their luggage
and I am waiting on a briefcase and suitcase
but when you do notice me
everything fades away, the big city
that does stretch from Johannesburg to Pretoria,
the crowd of people that are coming and going
and it’s only you and I standing in each other’s arms.
Gert Strydom, 21 october 2014
Far away
I am jealous on the friends,
colleagues and children
that is daily with you
and even your two dogs
that holds you company
in the afternoons and evenings.
I am jealous on the beach
where in summer
you lay and tan
and on the bed
where both your sheets
have got you tightly against them.
It is quite a thing
to be without money
and more than a thousand kilometre away
and to love.
Gert Strydom, 20 october 2014
The bee-box
At the local church I had been gardening
as it was my responsibility
and the bee box of the old retired minister
had become a danger to me
as if it housed beings that was sinister
and after reporting been stung nobody did a thing.
At the service in church there was an ominous humming
where that swarm of bees near the back window was left to be
and a sermon a pastor did administer
when the congregation did some angry bees see
and great fear did in the church register
while that small harpies that could fly were stirring
and did sting a first time visitor in the face
to the church’s and God’s disgrace.
Gert Strydom, 17 october 2014
To be a explorer
No other man
can ever feel,
like I do feel about you
and the things between us
is so special and unique
that nowhere else it is just like this.
If not I would have known,
would have heard somewhere
or someone would have told me
how it is to be an explorer,
would have told precisely how it feels
to have new experiences constantly
with a new coast laying
to starboard and how it is
to experience new adventures all of the time,
to experience the swelling breaking sea
that tears at life and brings changes
and how it is to discover a new unknown continent
and the things that are between you and me
causes me to constantly
want to sail through your waters
to the harbour where I can hide
against the storms,
and I want to spend a lifetime with you
when the sea rushes storm-strong
and the waves are crushing down
and also when the water lays mirror smooth and calm.
Gert Strydom, 17 october 2014
Throughout my life I am trying to know God
Throughout my life I am trying to know God
do notice His handiwork in nature,
in the events happening in my life
that could not just be destiny
but my own powerlessness against the darkness,
and the presence of the evil
that strikes continually is almost overwhelming
and the world is full of pain and fear
and here I come to the realization
that I am only mortal and human
while people elevate themselves like gods,
are caught in the spirit of the time, the zeitgeist
and even when my honourable ideals come to nothing
the love of my God remains selfless.
Gert Strydom, 16 october 2014
There are rooms of the heart
There are rooms of the heart
that is closed to others,
places that no other human ever see
and at times that darkness is overwhelming
in our internal journeys
where we mask our vulnerability
from the whole world
until another individual comes
who we do love more than our self
and the uncovering and revelation
begins systematically bit by bit
and a person believes like a child
that trusts implacable
in hope, love and the illusion
that the world
can be a bit better
without despair or any fear.
Gert Strydom, 16 october 2014
The sea is calm
The sea is calm
and the tide is low tonight,
I can see no moon
and the sieving rain
is even blotting out the stars.
Somewhere out there
I hear a ship’s horn blowing in the fog
that rises from the cold deep,
next to me you lie asleep
and I wonder how our love keeps growing,
exactly what causes us to love more and more
and love to be between us like a living thing.
Gert Strydom, 16 october 2014
When death’s fingers do me touch
When death’s fingers do me touch
do not let a preacher come
to pray for me.
I will walk alone with my God
who stands free from men
to meet Him face to face.
Do not let a doctor come
to take away the pain
or give a strain of tears
let me be to experience
the blazing sun setting in the west,
to see the moon rising in the night sky
let I live life and follow the course
that destiny design
and still make your love mine.
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