I Tried To Define Love (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize)

I tried our love and all of its ways to define
and of it I wrote from memory's recollection
but only feeble and humble words were mine
where I could not fathom its ways and direction

love were greater and very the sum of many things
with no alien eye I could easily its ways discern
but almost without thought in my words it sings
while daily for you and your presence I do yearn

and by experience I know that it does joy bestow,
that it can make and also break the soul and heart,
that a person by its mere magic at times does glow,
that of a human being it can be the noblest part,

that when we choose to love we have to be brave
while others do in the world with great anger rave.

© Gert Strydom