Diary Journal 1 (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

Outside the doves flutter and coo for each other,
stormy clouds hang the end of autumn full
but I can find no sign of you
and all of my life is mixed up and mad
where now I do pray day after day for us,
the confession of mistakes are made by us both
where you still are deep in my heart and soul,
when we touch each other with bread and wine,
where love is much more than just a kind of camaraderie,
where we are destined to belong to each other
before our existence in the secrecy of God
and with you in my days my life do continue once more
when another fierce winter comes suddenly,
I am still over you and with you and our love dumbfounded.

© Gert Strydom