As When In Silent Secrecy Poem by Gert Strydom

As When In Silent Secrecy



As when in silent secrecy
seeds arise suddenly in spring
we find that there is a heartbeat,
a silent rhythm in each plant and flower,

that everything that has got life silently does witness
that a Superior Being is watching everything,
does determine the time and nature of all,
even on a plant were mortal people do wander along.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: God
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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