Something ethereal I am seeking
like the cobalt-blue of the open sky,
something awesome not only good looking,
like the loving in my cat's golden eye.
The sweet fragrance of jasmine haunting
through the open white wooden window blows
and I am searching for beauty, something,
that does not only loveliness disclose
like the sheer deep red heart of the rose.
© Gert Strydom
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