LIFE GOES ON …
Certain stages in life are pain
long stretched droughts without rain
barren earth beneath the rock
only the bones of an animal
a withered flower
the memories of a lost love.
And yearning, yearning
one dwells in the past learning
not too easily
to accept
and try again.
But a wound is left to stay
the animal will not dart away
the flower will not bloom again
with the same vigor.
Still, life goes on
it rains again
the flowers bloom
the animals roam
until the next drought
the next stage
the next pain.
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Ja, die lewe gaan aan…. met nuwe vreugdes. En jy is BETER toegerus ….
Ja, dit is natuurlik so. Na elke pyn,’n nuwe vreugde. Maar hierdie is ‘n die pyntyd ( jare gelede) geskryf.
Hi krappie. Huiswerk vir jou daar by my. Pragtige gedig.
Hi Olga, dankie! Goed, Ek sal doen, ek dink nog net ‘n bietjie!