There Is A Time [2] Poem by Gert Strydom

There Is A Time [2]



There is a time
where at last
the wanderer finds a place of rest,
where the nomad does stop wandering,

are not blown around,
do find steadiness against the wind
and in that time
he is blind for the lure
of the highway.

Words do go to the depths of his heart,
while he has faith like a mere child.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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