Gert Strydom Poems

when a blanket of frost covers the earth
then you and I still lie cosily
and tight against each other
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When the roses do get new buds,
when the sparrows peck around
in the unexpected snow,
when later the wind howls icily around our house
...

We wonder where sin and the act of it does begin
and if it affects us from without or from within
but at its core it does centre on the self and I
and as time does go by
...

then its clear that a God does exist,
that there is an upper power and wisdom
that even does not miss the smallest living thing,
...

You did become human in a primitive time,
walked through dusty roads full of humanity and hope,
told rejected people about forgiveness,
made miracles against the laws of nature a reality,
...

Maybe the biggest sacrifice
that a human can give
to live selflessly
and to make sacrifices for others
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Into permanence of my mind
I do want to place you
with everything great, good and kind,
that's honourable and true
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While the cold wind does shake the windows
the leaves of the trees do vanish
and it's the last part of summer
while I stand shivering in the bedroom,
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Woken by the black-collard barbet
knocking on the window
as a token from the gods
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His thoughts went back to how it once had been,
to the last kiss,
a kind of mockery in her laughter
to times of bliss,
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