The world is still going on its way at first light
the birds do flutter, whistle and frolic
when a person drinks in the early morning like coffee,
there is a smile on your lovely face
and here with you and me God is present
when the sun rises through the hillocks and later does shine higher,
while the early tranquillity bit by bit do linger with us
between us it is intimate and holy
where today we find the Lord in everything joyfully,
where He wanders from flower to flower together with us,
where we notice the red-cheeked peaches hanging on the trees
and do keep hoping and believing in the power of love as a child,
where the entire world is beautiful and open to us,
when I catch the glance of love in you pretty eyes.
© Gert Strydom
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