We Look At The Stars (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

We look at the stars in the darkness
where systems blue-white coil into each other,
it's hot where your hand is in mine
and in the distance a gong rings,
an owl calls to its mate and doves coo,
cars drive in the street up and down
when the moon peeps only as a small line,
while a couple together jogs past,
you ask what is written in the stars,
I have got no capability to read the signs,
the message in your eyes I can comprehend
and do love you without any kind of fear.
I tell you that we are looking at God's road map,
the direction-indicators of the angels that do serve Him.

© Gert Strydom