At The Beginning Of Winter Poem by Gert Strydom

At the beginning of winter
I have witnessed black frost
in sunny South Africa
destroying perennial plants,
have seen geraniums, margarets,
daisies and gazanias
that was in full flower
wilt at the bud
and I wonder if man is experimenting
with the atmosphere
and if the seasons
and all of nature is changing
by his mortal hand
and what the omnipotent God
who sets the treasure troves of the rain and hail
thinks of this?