Morgan Le Fay From Avalon (Part Ii) Poem by Gert Strydom

My glance swept up and down and all around
when I thought that I did hear a faint sound
and I even went outside to look for tracks on the ground

but the earth was only with winter stripped bare
but yet it was if I did stare over something that was right there
and shaking my head in my mind I do see her everywhere:

Her eyes do gleam that emerald green,
her face stays the loveliest that I have ever seen
and I wonder if only in my mind my time with her have been?

Her dress sometimes is green or black or full of the colours of the rainbow
and in my heart a strange feeling for her do glow
while her step is full of grace but slow

and yet in her fairy shape through the flowers she is dancing,
do frolic while happily she is prancing
but in reality there is just nothing

and yet in all of this I feel my heart stir
feel something touch my cheek my lips as if I am dreaming of her
but probably it was just the wind and I pull myself together

and where I am, I do stand unmoving still
do look carefully at the things that do my glance fill
say her name to beacon her to come even if it's against her will.

Again I say: "Morgan le Faye" and do repeat: "Morgaine."
In the distance I hear thunder and think that soon it will rain
while with longing my heart does pain.

Recollection comes to me as I have dreamt of this very day
as if I do have second sight I know from very far away
she journeys towards me and again I do her name say.

Some more thunderbolts do bash down near
where in the open I stand without any fear,
do smell the thunder do its harsh voice hear

with jagged twisting bright blue-white tracery
one huger bolt from the others breaks free
and in it for a moment an image I do see.

Not as a fairy suddenly she do appear
as a woman from the lighting that did bash near
and above me the sky is blue and clear.

"Hello hero, you did bid me to come to you,
where daily your fight for a life and a career is true.
I am here to help in whatever you have got to do."

She runs into my arms and like this we do stand…