With Leaping Spray The Sea Explodes Poem by Gert Strydom

With leaping spray the sea explodes
against a rock, explodes again
just as before with surf
that constantly leaps and fall

while a grove of pines are near to the shore,
and once more the spray
rises up into the air
and fall at my feet like rain.

In my thoughts you are back,
again I feel your soft hand in mine,
as we once had walked along this beach,
but it is only memories of a distant past.

No illness where you could beg in mercy,
could find a new kind of faith,
was offered you and far too suddenly
destiny shattered what we had.

I have a kind of life,
where at times I try to forget
but it’s to no avail as remembering
always comes back.

The waves of the sea still leaps in vain,
coming down in a shower
and you were here and you are gone
while I have pain; life goes on like before.