Crimson-Red Aloes Speck The Hillock Poem by Gert Strydom

Crimson-red aloes speck the hillock,
standing out in bright patches
against the green vegetation
of the rock studded small kopje
but only a breeze blows
carrying the sweet scent of flowering proteas
with sugar-bushes full of the cone shaped
flowering heads
and bees whisk about, happy and free
to gather nectar for their honey
and the knee-high grass wave in the wind
and the sky is set in a perfect hue,
in a very dark pure blue
and the whole scene embraces me
as if like a kid I have returned to it.