At Heart I Do Read The Lines You Write To Me (Swannet) Poem by Gert Strydom

In your poetry I see endless possibility.
where through your eyes things are distinct
as if in writhing you have a hidden instinct,
at heart do read the lines you write to me

and I notice your hands when you do paint,
how with colourful hue you do things shape
and not a smile or small gesture do me escape,
while some images are bright and others faint

and my life is like a miracle when you are near,
as if anything in it is suddenly quite possible
and your art is not only in itself passable
but the excellence in it to me is clear

In your poetry I see endless possibility.
at heart do read the lines you write to me
© Gert Strydom