Sleep On Gently My Love Poem by Gert Strydom

Sleep on gently my love
while the bastard wind
does rattle the windows,
does grab with dark fingers
while in my heart you are covered
and you are protected against the evil.

Do climb into my dreams
where we both walk along in an own small world,
in a paradise away from the real earth

and when the sun does drive away the banks of fog,
does shine blinding white against the sky
then the shutters do cover you still,
you are still sheltered
and can still sleep on further

and when you do awake
we will still lay anchored against each other
with your head against my breast
and we will be thirsty for each other
be thirsty for healing, courage and hope
from the fountain of love.