Gert Strydom Poems

My Lord and my God, who knows everything,
as a mere human I remind you today:
I call in my wretchedness to You in Your omnipotence
that You do not forget that I do love You,
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You might have been God's great gift in my life,
where He tried to teach us about true love,
about peace and true joy like that of a dove,
where through the unstable years you are my wife,
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My Lord, what can I bring on Your birthday,
to You, my God and friend, as a human-being?
In Your hand is every wonderful thing.
Where You do exist in Your unending omnipotence
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My Lord, You know how my wife is a part
of my own humanity and spirit and soul,
I ask that you do heal our relationship,
You know how I have been missing her for months.
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This year Christmas time for me is lonesome,
I am forced to spend it without you,
while still my love for you do remain true.
You are with yours and I on my own-some.
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It's high summer in the last part of the year
in the Southern hemisphere of the earth,
here some people do not know of Christ's birth
or even that Christmas time is now near.
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You are the God of my spirit and my soul,
You are close in every day and night,
You make my ways straight and you wait,
it's extremely close to You that I want to be.
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(in answer to Daleen / Helena Enslin)

I see days, weeks, months and a year
without you passing just too quickly,
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Outside swallows chirp to You their song of praise,
weavers gambol the morning yellow and red,
they know that every good thing comes from You,
where you scatter their seed all over the veldt,
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(in answer to Daleen / Helena Enslin}

I wanted to find shelter in yesterday's tranquillity,
against attacks that humanity and the world makes.
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