Caught in time
There are great images and events
that for ever
are caught in my thoughts,
like pure mathematics,
where things doesn’t continue
and are frozen
while the clockwork stops striking.
The Eagle that tries to catch
a fish out of the water
of which the feathers
with the dive
rise up,
that hangs frozen
above the waves
before its claws
can ever break the waves.
The sun that stretches out
its first feelers over the horizon
and hillocks,
as if the bright day
never is going to brake.
‘a Golden full moon
that rules big and bright
over the night,
where it sits
halfway into the sky
as if it’s never
going to move further.
a Rainbow that brightly
touches the earth after the rain,
as if a painter
placed it perfectly
in a beautiful painting.
Lightning bolts that branch white-blue
in the night sky
and resound in the heaven,
as if they are never
going to strike the ground.
Rain that on a cloudless day
fall out of a blue sky,
while no thunder rumbles
anywhere near.
Maybe I can look at precious moments
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poem by Gert Strydom
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