At The Dam Poem by Gert Strydom

(after Totius)

When the morning sun do burn the fog away
two coots do land at the dam,

where like a mirror it does between the hillocks shine
and from the maize field the moaning of guinea fowl do come

but across the embankment poplars stand in a row
and in the bush a klipspringer walks past,

while a herd of duiker do eat on the rough grass
and the flat rock of a child jumps over the water,

alarmed the coots cry out with wings beating
while I walk back closer to the dam,

where a swallow descends at the edge of the water
to fetch clay for its nest,

a dragonfly hangs over the surface
where it catches a glance of itself,

while sugar bushes do everywhere blossom fragrantly around me
and everywhere there are honeybees

where a silence comes with a slight wind
and I do find the presence of God.

[Reference:"By die dam" (At the dam)by Totius.]

© Gert Strydom