From Adam Poem by Gert Strydom

From Adam



From Adam man is surrounded by dust
and each one of us returns to the ground
as if there is a secret crumbling in each cell
we play half blindfolded

until the last sunrise
and so man's time is counted in insignificance.
From Adam man is surrounded by dust
and each one returns to the ground

while the days come and go much too fast,
we do discover love and are wounded
and time makes us whole and healthy again
and like this is the story of each human being.
From Adam man is surrounded by dust
and each one of us returns to the ground

Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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