Gert Strydom, 11 grudnia 2014
Much more
I do love you,
more than the day before
and although each day might be new
love is present in the simple things we do
and you I do deeply adore
even when out of view
feelings grow to
be true.
Gert Strydom, 10 grudnia 2014
At times
I do wonder
if You do hear my words
or do give attention to them
as constantly You are in the shadow
where I do see nothing of You
but small things do happen
and You are here
nearby.
Gert Strydom, 10 grudnia 2014
My Lord
the day does break,
it does feel as if You
are right here and the great beauty
does linger while I find deeper meaning,
do feel very humble like a child
where You do determine
every small thing
with love.
Gert Strydom, 9 grudnia 2014
A touch
of lips speeds up
the quick rhythm of the heart
and a silent single glance causes
a deluge of emotions to follow
when some simple act does love express
to explore uncharted
territory
with you.
Gert Strydom, 9 grudnia 2014
I miss
your pretty face
and I truly do miss you
but together some sparks do fly
and apart there is a big emptiness
and yet we do perfectly fit
as if meaning is lost
when you are gone
from me.
Gert Strydom, 8 grudnia 2014
(after William Shakespeare)
To have the power to hurt and not to do so
when you yourself receive blow after blow
is a Godly kind of virtue, a grace beyond grace
when in adversity someone does colours show
and sheer wickedness is on a face
as an action done nothing can erase
and to have pity, to jump to conclusions slow
is with normal mortal man not commonplace
and not to act at someone else’s expense
holds a divine kind of excellence,
when he or she is running riot over you
and to be fair and great and good in every experience,
to be constantly to the omnipotent Lord true
is something that a God fearing person does do
[Reference: “Sonnet 94 They that have power to hurt and will do none” by William Shakespeare.]
Gert Strydom, 4 grudnia 2014
Will I remember you voice,
when silence has come to all your words?
Will I recall your face,
your lovely inquisitive gaze
when age has set its mark
and the look in your eyes is dark
and meaningless?
Will I yearn for the warmth of you next to me
when you can barely walk
and your body is bent crooked
by the passing of time
or will pain and utter silence destroy
that part of our love
which still does remain?
Will I remember your quick wit
when there is no more of it
and meaning has turned to senselessness?
Will you know me still
when at the doorway of death you are ill
and beat me futilely with both fists
and then wrap your arms around my neck
when in rage no answers come to you?
Or will you walk out of my life
and forget that you are my wife
and live on in emptiness
in a world without heartache and strive
while I do love you still,
do comprehend whenever you are ill
and even if others think that we are lost
I am willing to go beyond the bounds of mere will
if only you want to be mine.
Gert Strydom, 4 grudnia 2014
Dear Lord,
at times pain does
fill my mind and my heart
when my relationships falter
and yet You are the very source of love
and now I do ask forgiveness
for those I have wronged
and for those I
did hurt.
Gert Strydom, 4 grudnia 2014
Dear God,
this may seem odd:
I need You to assist
and I do know that You do exist,
at times walk up ahead to straighten things,
do take care of my belongings
but You are in the shadows
when I get blows
from fate.
Gert Strydom, 4 grudnia 2014
Dear Lord,
when I do pray
maybe you do record.
I do not know the words to say
but do notice Your help in everything
and although life at times do sting
and times come as they may
I read Your word
and trust.
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