<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399009" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On a journey</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One day I travelled with uncle Sias<br>and we were on our way to the bushveld<br>and his expensive German car was loaded, <br>but just on the other side of Warmbaths <br>we turned off.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On this trip I learned a few things<br>from uncle Sias, <br>that stays with me<br>to this day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His car was very fast<br>and he had money<br>to pay speed fines, <br>but his foot was light<br>and we travelled decently.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We stopped next to the road<br>and I was puzzled at what was wrong<br>because the road was still long, <br>but he said<br>that the sun is drawing water.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The boot was opened<br>and we stretched our legs<br>and a umbrella, a folding table, <br>folding chairs, a gas stove<br>and a pot appeared.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was evident that he made travelling<br>into a pleasant thing <br>and just then and there, <br>we brewed redbush tea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At that moment I knew<br>that life is like a journey<br>and that things depend, <br>on what you make of it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the field next to the road<br>some birds were calling, <br>while we took life peacefully<br>and still to this day<br>I see that turnoff<br>where it disappeared in the distance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399009" data-title="On a journey de Gert Strydom" data-description="One day I travelled with uncle Sias and we were on our way to the bushveld and his expensive German car was loaded, but just on the other side of Warmbaths we turned off. On this trip I learned a few things from uncle Sias, that stays with me ..."></div> </div> </div>

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