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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 27 september 2013

There is rain falling somewhere far away

There is rain falling somewhere far away
and I do smell it in the air
when just before dusk
we wander through our garden
and a lightning bolt
flashes in the distance like a searchlight
 
but the last glory of the sun
still glitters in your laughter
when you take my hand
and astonished like a child
look at one flower after the other.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 26 september 2013

To love you above all other things

To love you above all other things,
to at night lie spooned,
to know the beauty of your body
is a God given gift that I do not deserve.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 26 september 2013

There is gladness

There is gladness in your pretty eyes
but they are wounded
and are the colour of grass and dark ground
and I wonder about your thoughts,
see a cynical smile around your pretty mouth.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 25 september 2013

I see five small sparrows bathing

I see five small sparrows bathing
where they wash their pied feathers in the drinking bowl,
and stand twittering with slapping wings
to shake off small drops of water
from their feathers
 
and think that God
hold His hand even over the sparrows
while I witness their joyful dance.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 25 september 2013

I could smell the thunder

I could smell the thunder,
could smell the first spring rain
that was falling outside on the earth
and when it suddenly did stop
 
I saw a Cape robin twitter-dancing,
rejoicing about some more rain that was coming
and when the lightning later did fall
some more rain poured down


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 september 2013

Outside daisies are flowering

Outside daisies are flowering in the bright sun
white Iceberg-roses open their cups wide
but I am scared to say a word to you
and would have said deeper things if I could
 
but between us everything has become earthy
and far too fleeting is the hour
as if the highpoint of love can last only for moments
as if time, obligations and life constantly does us curtail
 
but still you are far past beautiful to me
although to eternity time flashes past.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 september 2013

At dusk

At dusk when the night
had stolen the last rays of the sun,
I heard you laughing outside in the garden
and your blouse was a bright yellow.
There were bushes of daisies flowering
and hand in hand we walked
before the shadows did come
and suddenly the sky was dark but open
with stars bedecking the whole heaven
as if they were hanging on a gigantic tree
and some were green, or blue or white
and like a young deer I caught you
and wanted to share these things with you
while the breeze was playing through the old tree.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 20 september 2013

Prayer of the bones

Lord, You have promised
to let the bones rise again
and to bring them back to life
and everywhere people are robbed,
while death comes far too quickly in our country
as if evil touches everything
 
and around survival a struggle rages
while your people does stumble and fall
and everywhere bones are lying around
and work opportunities for my people
are stripped to the skeleton.
 
Lord, draw the line and erect my people again,
You have got the power
to let rulers and governments come and go,
to fold Your hands
around the bare bones of my people.
 
Lord, I ask that You do restore my people
to also be able to lead a free life.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 20 september 2013

Just once more I want to stand on my knees in front of You

Just once more I want to stand on my knees in front of You
and take all of the problems of my country to You
and maybe this suppression is necessary, Lord,
maybe now my people will now convert themselves
but Lord, some of my people die a cruel death
and many are jobless and in great need.
 
Lord, You do appoint leaders and governments,
You do determine the lifecycle of every human being
and of everything
and I beg that Your salvation will come
before I die in my years of old age.
My Lord, think of me, my nation and my country
and keep us continually in Your omnipotent hand.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 september 2013

Sometimes it’s as if the sleep washes like a river over me

Sometimes it’s as if the sleep washes like a river over me
and then I have got this lost fear
when I feel you breathing against my neck
that this bliss will be our last
 
and the whole house is dark and silent
while my thoughts wander off to where they want
and when you suddenly turn around
I am afraid to share my thoughts with you
 
and then I lie still without a movement,
to have some more wonderful moments with you.


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