Where Are You My Darling? Poem by Gert Strydom

Where are you my love, where will I find you
when the sun comes early with its first light,
where are you when butterflies careless
blind me in moments with their bright colour?
Where are you when life wants to devour me,
who knows you intimate, knows your face
when my life wants to yield before winter,
or are we leaves blowing in the wind?

Or stars passing or jumping in the sky,
destiny turns are lives round and around
like some in vain words written in this poem?
Where do we go with each joy and sorrow,
is it to you that I send my dear love?