How Do I Love You? (Sonnet Corona)
(after Elizabeth Barrett Browning)
I
There is no way
that I can truly express my love for you,
the yearning of every day
not even in the things that I say and do,
the simple things
that fit into the puzzle of life,
and heartfelt tidings
outbalances the every day strife
that comes naturally to a consort, or wife
is all unclear in the quite need,
and its truth never pierces like a knife,
it is from beyond any act or deed
but is like childhood faith, without pain
it’s somewhat difficult to explain.
II
It’s somewhat difficult to explain
how love is supposed to be
in rays of sunlight, drops of rain
and everything that we see
totally without iniquity
even in sorrow, pain, joy,
as a natural instinct, sprouting free
from every ploy
or whatever life brings, in sincerity
it is in every heart beat, every breath,
the things that you are to me
surpassing even the power of death,
that against adversity can endure
as something sweet, something pure.
III
As something sweet, something pure,
our love is always striving to be true
coming free from any pressure and being sure
it bonds me to you in all that I pursue,
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poem by Gert Strydom
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