You Come To Me Poem by Gert Strydom

You come to me during my impotence,
bravely face any kind of unsure resistance
with loving lingering enchanting persistence.
Serving a holy God full of omnipotence

you come to me in a world full of violence,
with a intimate presence in my existence,
with love's sweet sure luring insistence,
with words even in times of severe silence

do express the very essence of true love,
find me even when I do from you depart,
act and look like an angel from above,
do invade my body, soul, spirit and heart,
you are as tranquil as cooing white dove
and from all other men you set me apart.