Gert Strydom Poems

At birth we enter this world
from the great unknown
and make life our very own
as human beings with senses
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On a sunny day
a drop hanged on a cloud
when a thunderbolt unexpectedly lashed down
and for a moment it hesitated to fall
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In some ways the world we live in
is no different from the world in Christ’s day.
Today just like in the time of Rome people dance and play
and chase after pleasure and sin,
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On a Sunday afternoon
there is a silence that lingers
when wild doves, weavers and sparrows
peck some seed from the back lawn,
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We strive in all what we do and we are
somehow for truth,
for something to outlast our humanity,
our dwindling youth
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Our meeting was a great decision of God,
like sunshine
that comes overwhelming after the rain,
as a wedge against pain
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let us this night
in a certain kind of fidelity
find our delight,
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How naked the veldt lays uncovered
widely stretched out and great
with aloes that speckle the hillocks red
and wild plums that sprout out of the earth’s womb
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My darling wife, the seasons come and go
but the summer-sun is in your laughter,
spring is in your eyes
and sometimes innocent like a child
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Sometimes I am caught in the sheer depths of your eyes
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