At Night Sometimes, Sweet Voices I Hear (Terzanelle) Poem by Gert Strydom

At Night Sometimes, Sweet Voices I Hear (Terzanelle)



At night sometimes, sweet voices I hear,
distant angels, glorified beings
singing in my dreams, from another sphere

rejoicing at the happenings
in the whole of creation, glorifying the king.
Distant angels, glorified beings

sing with powerful voices that ring,
acknowledging his blessing,
in the whole of creation, glorifying the king

as if endlessly pressing
their voices like flowers in a holy book
acknowledging his blessing

rejoicing of the great deeds that he undertook,
about his transfiguration from almighty God to mere man,
their voices like flowers in a holy book,

sing about his love filled plan.
At night sometimes, sweet voices I hear,
about his transfiguration from almighty God to mere man,
singing in my dreams, from another sphere.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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