Gert Strydom, 2 may 2012
If we must talk in simple open honesty
about the feelings between you and me,
then at times the senses draw on swarming quarrels
to reach a kind of sheer intimacy.
The intellect reaches for much more than language,
draws to the ultimate bond of soul and body
while in the aftermath we take courage,
while longing much more closer to be
but still we love in a proper way
while passion, love and our relationship
lingers very painful day by passing day
while we feel that we can just let slip
of decent morals and yet we stay true,
while waiting for the time that is due.
Gert Strydom, 2 may 2012
Gracious Lord, when at night I lie awake
my body tingles all over, all nerves are erect,
I long to her in each and every breath I take,
her image, her face, her hair, her neck
stays with me while my whole being aches
and I wonder what kind of sin these thoughts makes.
Gert Strydom, 2 may 2012
Sprouting like strings of purple morning glories
our love grows wild;
with vines reaching, stretching, opening;
like a small child
believing in the magic of the light,
with nothing mild
funnels reach flaring blossoms to the sun
while all kinds of barriers are overrun.
Gert Strydom, 1 may 2012
In all of heaven and on earth no one
can challenge
Your vast dominion, there’s no other God,
in radiance
Your pure love outstrips any other being;
in deviance
mere men disregards Your great existence
Your endless, selfless love they do not sense.
Gert Strydom, 1 may 2012
While nature in the spring is flowering
something is there,
is visiting the broken earthly sphere
and everywhere
there are signs of a divine presence
coming with care
and in the sheer purest loveliness,
we see something that God’s love does possess.
Gert Strydom, 1 may 2012
I thank God for the infinite blue sky,
for every day that is truly amazing,
for tiny birds fluttering on a wing,
I thank God for the infinite blue sky,
for every day that is truly amazing
for living on this big old mother earth
where every day is to something a birth,
for every day that is truly amazing
for living on this big old mother earth,
for existing here and merely being
in times of winter and during the spring,
for living on this big old mother earth
for existing here and merely being
I thank God for the infinite blue sky
for the look of care and love in your eye,
for existing here and merely being,
I thank God for the infinite blue sky,
for every day that is truly amazing,
for tiny birds fluttering on a wing,
I thank God for the infinite blue sky.
Gert Strydom, 30 april 2012
You did enter my heart, you sneaked in
almost unnoticed with a simple smile;
it was such a quite kind of thing, happening
without me being aware and in a while
a sheer emptiness was in my heart
when from each other we were apart.
Gert Strydom, 30 april 2012
The graceful lines of your face stunned me,
dumbfounded, nothing else I did notice;
beyond me, on the road cars flashed past,
sheer perfection had an own strong power.
Your smile made me feel somewhat ecstatic,
in a instant, my thoughts, my life, reality,
my whole existence changed totally,
living without you became a big void.
Your cat-like glowing eyes burned intensely,
burned into my soul, your small snub nose,
your brow, your soft wavelike hair, your hot lips,
left much more than just a lovely picture;
for long lingering moments you were real
and your loving was absolutely clear.
Gert Strydom, 30 april 2012
When I close my eyes you are right next to me,
but you are gone
when I awake and for some long moments
I am alone;
daily your sweet company brings me joy,
you are the one
whose absence brings the greatest kind of pain
but in my thoughts you constantly remain.
Gert Strydom, 30 april 2012
When in winter summer is truly dead,
when the all flowers and leaves are shed
still I hear the dove’s lovely coo and sing
as if they are whispering about spring.
Even when the cold winter winds sweep in
the ripe to the remaining plants death bring,
when birds to a distant summer have fled
to follow them your wings you do not spread.
There must be a kind of greatness, something
in romantically together living
there are icy and stripped days ahead,
promising a summer sun rising red
lies always somewhere in the near beyond,
like a drop falling, falling in a pond.
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