(in answer to Oskar Prozesky)
You are the thunder that comes down blue-white in the high-veldt,
when stuffy and pressing the air longs for rain
and you are the rainbow that hangs heaven-high,
when your smile and your humanity leave me speechless.
In you the taste of peach and tangerine is un-disguised,
you are the constant yearning of my heart, spirit, soul and flesh
and you make me very happy and make me scared
as in a mere moment you turn my life and my world around.
[Reference:"Verlange" (Longing)by Oskar Prozesky.]
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
(do not know what is asking of Mr. Oskar Prozesky) But nicely penned- you make me very happy and make me scared as in a mere moment you turn my life and my world around.