Daleen Enslinstrydom

Rookie - 61 Points (25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

His Creative Power - Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom

It seems as if the Creator Himself turned over the mountains
in the Meiringspoort gorges,
as if He had assembled cubes upon each other
with their sharp needles pointing towards heaven.

These mountains are a sight to behold
and there are no words to describe
the beauty, power and majesty that they possess
and I would love to have a house right there
to experience and behold
the wonderful works of God
where proteas bloom against the cliff walls
and vygies and fynbos are everywhere to be seen.

A life among these hills has a pace of its own
where the morning sun colours the hills
and the fog covers the mountaintops,
where succulents hide in the rock cracks
as if they are playing hide and seek with the wind.

This is the place where the sun lives,
where roads snake through valleys and peaks
and right there I want to claim a piece of land for myself
to loose my body and soul to the Creator of it all
and right there God is exalted above all other things
in His majesty and grandeur
where it seems that the mountaintops
reach right up to heaven
and angel voices can be heard
in the songs of the wind.

Comments about His Creative Power by Daleen Enslinstrydom

  • Gold Star - 54,880 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/13/2013 8:08:00 AM)

    angel voices can be heard in the songs of the wind, I like it.
    I invite you to read my poems and comments. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013

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