A Resting Place - Poem by Gert Strydom
This world does not deserve you,
nor will it be
the place where,
I to earth let them lay you.
When time get to its finality,
I’ll spread the dust that remains
in the air and over land and sea.
No angel was destined
to sleep in the dark cold earth
and for ever
you’ll be part
of the endless wind
and breaking sea
and will be free.
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