Gert Strydom Poems

(after Hafiz)

My body is the temple of His love,
my heart, my mind even though my own
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Without change our God exists,
through aeons the same,
to our fathers a comfort and help
and with us still his love remains
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At a time I did truly love,
as if it comes from God above
with something in every kiss,
something that I cannot explain,
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Out of the air it lands
with wings flapping
before the snake can stop it.
Out of the air it lands
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flames spread further with destruction
from where the mountain is covered by fire
until it rushes to the end of the bushes
and everything that it reaches is burning
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When I was lost in your eyes
you softly touched my cheek,
we were away from this earth
beyond time and space.
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Early morning when the first rays fall,
when the sun hangs blood red
this part of the universe recall,
in moments of awakening that has been acquired.
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I want you to stay because you want to,
that you love me out of your own,
locked like a circle without a beginning or end
that we waist no further moment.
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In the harsh reality, of the fierceness of the land
the farmer walks over furrows of ploughed sand,
in the distance calves bellow, his eyes look at the blue,
if a rain cloud is appearing somewhere
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On a weekday evening
while some people,
were watching the late comedy show
on television, laughing or smiling
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