Gert Strydom, 3 march 2015
Lord, teach me to like a child cling to Your fatherly hand
and Lord, send your angels to daily guard over me,
to walk ahead on the way that I still do have to go
and teach me to trust on you unending love and
Gert Strydom, 2 march 2015
I
You burrow into my heart
are up against the embankment of my goodwill
and it feels as if we will never be apart
as if you do not bare me any ill
and there is only ground and hard skin
set between the emotions of love that does remain
while you are centring in
with all the heartache and pain
that comes with life as it daily goes
and at times you do feel much to close.
My resistance is weak,
while I am trying to protect my own humanity,
are trying to regain my mental capacity
and I wonder what you do seek?
II
You are rubbing me mad,
are turning love into lust and desire\
and at times I am glad and other times sad
while you are driving to be one
with my central core,
are trying to secure me before I am gone,
are burning me with a kind of fire
that can destroy and also make whole
that needs and wants just more and more
and I see you eyes peering into my very soul
while I wonder if this is how love really is
and find something deeper in each and every kiss.
Gert Strydom, 24 february 2015
The lightning falls with the rain
with a thundering sound
and something of its essence does remain
within the ground
and there is life within every living thing
while new buds does appear in spring
and from early morning the sun does glow
when the Lord does His goodwill bestow
and yet my love you are away from me
while I do experience nature’s bountiful beauty
and in my heart there is a kind of pain
while I do not know where my life is going
but still the tokens of our love is all around
while nights and days does into each other flow.
Gert Strydom, 9 february 2015
Love is like a gentle smooth pond
and then life comes with its cares and pain
and love's ripple effect spreads far and beyond
and like drops of pure rain
It brings life and your shadow falls next to me
and the pond's surface does reflect you
and life with its complexity
seems far away and our feelings seem true.
Gert Strydom, 4 january 2015
I tower almost to the clouds
on the lookout to see you,
to be aware of your arrival
and at night I hang out bright lanterns
while I scout into the distance
are looking if I can see your star jumping
or somewhere can find a sign of your arrival
over the plains that lay far into the distance
and when you are far off at the horizon
then my heart is already flowering,
then great joy is present in the cathedral
of my eyes,
then the hall of welcome
is prepared for the banquet of our love
and as if I have consumed
too many bottles of champagne
you are already foaming in my veins
long before you are with me.
Gert Strydom, 24 december 2014
Tonight the sky is cloudless and clear,
the stars shine bright and Christmas is near
and on a night like this the Savior was born
and although some people know pain and fear
the world is waiting upon a bright new morn,
upon a dawn when God will come
to take His own people home
and in the distance I hear a truck shifting gear,
a car breaking and blowing its horn
and people act headstrong and stubborn,
as if the tread of this world is worn
and I wait upon the Son of man and God
to bring a end to death and iniquity
and wonder how long it will still be?
Gert Strydom, 24 december 2014
I want to love you more
than contracts can bind
and in you I want to find more love
than this few words can say
and I want everything that happen between us
only to be free and natural,
to not only to bring memories but deeper meaning,
give colour to our existence
but much more than this
I want to build a life with you
without swallowing you up in it,
I want to embrace and hold you tight
and put every feeling into this gesture
and to know that you love me
pass time and experiences.
Gert Strydom, 24 december 2014
Sometimes I wonder if you know the Morse code
of my thoughts, my gestures
and even the meaning between the lines
that my words do broadcast
and if you carry it
as the clothing around your body?
Or if the dashes in my glances,
the dots of the times that I touch you
do leave sounds on your body?
Or are you too caught up in this old world
to notice anything
and is only when we do touch each other
that you are aware
of how much I really do love you?
Gert Strydom, 23 december 2014
That you are pretty
the whole world knows
but you do not really realize it
and it’s as if you do not know of your own beauty
and the glances in every other eye
you do continually miss
and how we feel about each other,
that we are destined to be together,
how deep our feelings are,
that our worlds do fall apart
when we are separate
no other person does really comprehend,
not even your family,
or your friends that are becoming more and more
or even the postman that are bringing you letters.
Gert Strydom, 23 december 2014
When the early morning rays
were caught in the sky
and it did look as if again
it would be a hot day
and the sun did change from red to white,
when trees did point fingers into the blue
and the fragrance of flowers
did hang like a cloak around you.
you did sit in the car with me
and your eyes did give away
numerous kisses.
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