LIFE GOES ON

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.

About seegogga

Soos 'n krappie op die strand, trap ek spoortjies in die sand. Dalk sien jy iets, dalk niets. Wie sal raai hoe die wind gaan waai?
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4 Responses to LIFE GOES ON

  1. toortsie sê:

    Ja, die lewe gaan aan…. met nuwe vreugdes. En jy is BETER toegerus ….

  2. seegogga sê:

    Ja, dit is natuurlik so. Na elke pyn,’n nuwe vreugde. Maar hierdie is ‘n die pyntyd ( jare gelede) geskryf.

  3. Olga sê:

    Hi krappie. Huiswerk vir jou daar by my. Pragtige gedig.

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