(after Theunis Engelbrecht)
Out of love I will build you a house of blue-rock
in the grassy plains of the valleys of my heart,
seal it with faith and blood against sorrow
that like a lizard you can slide in and out.
I will set you free as a klipspringer from the snare of a native
and give shelter against the golden sun,
always like a shadow with you
and each tear and heartache I will understand.
I will find for you a lying place in the soft grass,
make a swing from a car's tyre under the huge oak-tree,
find every flower and sweet that leaves you speechless,
walk with you to the places where you have been,
to all of the places of which you do still dream about
as it is with loving that I come into your life.
[Reference:"heimat-vers vir my lovely" (A verse of my place of origin for my lovely)by Theunis Engelbrecht.]
© Gert Strydom
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