(in answer to Ilse van Staden)
Between us there is no thing like maybe,
every piece of the puzzle fits perfectly into each other
and in dreams you had seen me before
when God did determine us from the beginning
and when we are far away from each other
shadows fall as if it wants to destroy everything.
In my days of absolute darkness
you do bring the pure bright holy light.
Love is much more than just use,
or times of emotion and lust,
you are to me the marble-jar,
the source of my constant rest,
where the ways of God traverse everything,
when in my heartbeat and blood you are alive.
© Gert Strydom
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