Letter From Peter Abelard To Heloise Poem by Gert Strydom

The separation had cut me with pain
as if life should go this way and us both
do not love each other, had not been one,
as if everything between us does end.
Time, people, occurrences had caught me,
life wanted to get me totally down
but I still dare writing letters to you,
when your loss and pain are aching through me,

but you are still part of my humanity
as if you are ingrained into me,
when I do think about a time long gone;
you and I still fit into each other.
Confused I want even to dare God,
the sound of your voice fades in my thoughts.