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Helderberg Mountain

Outside the first rays fall
on one of the pinnacles
of Helderberg
and I look at the peaks
that disappears gigantic into the height.

In winter
there’s snow on the mountain
and at times
it looks grey and dark
of coldness
through the winter rain.

Today there’s something majestic
the picture
that the mountain
make with the long hot summer day.

There’s the smell of turpentine
while I walk through the rows of trees
and from the top
the Strand and Gordonsbay
lies picture perfect
with the sapphire blue sea
as a backdrop.

poem by Gert Strydom
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