When The Time With You Become Holy Poem by Gert Strydom

When the time with you become holy
and moments crush into each other
and when at night you come to me
then I know that all love like this comes to fullness

and when moments disappear in silence
then I comprehend that pure bliss comes from pain,
when we find each other in our depths
and bind in a moment of the world’s darkness

and that we are both then much richer
in love’s silent deep mystery
and I come to know that love never flowers out
but at a time comes to its own fullness
when the lingering hunger in you and me
comes to satiation.