Gert Strydom

Bronze Star - 2,060 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

The Sea And I - Poem by Gert Strydom

I ride on a little ship round which the storm foams
with the sea trying with green fingers
to drag me down to its depths.

Still I bob up and down
while many bolts of lightning fall around me
and I see myself mirrored
in the mighty water
folding around me

and in unfathomable depths
I see my spirit
struggling on without boundaries,
interminable of what destiny determines
and it is ready to survive
and bonded in friendship until death.

[Reference: Les Fleurs du Mal: Man and the sea by Charles Pierre Baudelaire.]

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 13, 2011



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