Gert Strydom Poems

I could not guess how deep my love for you would be,
that it would pierce through all pain and fear,
that you would come into my life
to heal me from years of pain.
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At times a nightingale or swallow
visited me
singing sweetly
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The wedding gown of the spring is more fair
than the stark nakedness that winter does bring,
when many trees do their bright garments wear
and day and night birds do rejoicing sing,
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The early spring brings new flowers again
while twittering birds fly past in a flock,
at the sight of humans cry in amok,
hide in their nests in the seeping cold rain,
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A song of joy sounds up when the day begins
in respect as if every swallow, dove and weaver
worships their creator at the brake of day.
A song of joy sounds up
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In the early day there is some beauty
while the breeze in grass and bracken plays,
up high a lark is soaring wild and free.
In the early day
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All night it did rain, the morning was bright
while the sun shone with its power again
had an incredible serene kind of light;
all night it did rain,
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Spring did begin
with lovely flowers blossoming,
spring did begin
with cheerful insects rushing in
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I did escape
from concrete buildings,
I did escape
and want to go back to the country,
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Coldly the wind blows
when the black ripe falls with damage,
coldly the wind blows
as if it cannot find a place of rest,
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