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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400035" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Vastly The Veldt, The Bush Stretches Out About Me (Idyll) (In Answer To Sir Philip Sidney)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vastly the veldt, the bush stretches out about me<br>where nature is left to its own existence, <br>where all kinds of game roam free<br>and here is nothing to bother with an insistence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the weary traveller on this earth<br>can find a new kind of longing, a new kind of hope, <br>like a kind of refreshing new birth<br>while thoughts go past the normal human scope</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where a person wonders about the creator of things<br>while serenity is displayed where ever you look, <br>bees and birds continually sing about happy tidings<br>and nowhere one can get this experience in a book</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that comes as some kind of divine blessing, <br>you have got to realise that there is more to life and living.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have got to realise that there is more to life and living<br>that every word and deed leaves a mark, a own impact, <br>comes as benevolence or a kind of attack, <br>that there’s more to life that taking and giving</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that nature’s innocence and violence draws and sting<br>and our actions on to it we can never take back, <br>even our wanderings on a natural track<br>leaves its mark on mere existing </div><div style="margin:10px 0">that somehow nature needs to be left unspoilt<br>while we live in a kind of ruling arrogance, <br>this deadly paradise has its own kind of dazzling<br>while we effect change, like gods live rich and spoilt<br>while we hide beyond a cloak of ignorance, <br>seldom do we realise the beauty of the coming spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seldom do we realise the beauty of the coming spring<br>and yet on a farm I have met a rural girl<br>who brings another feeling to existing, something touching, <br>while in the veldt sometimes dust clouds whirl</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the strange solitariness feels as if it’s alive<br>and she has taken me to her hidden places, <br>the places dear to a sweetheart or wife<br>where violets grow wild, wildflowers have different faces</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the sun shines friendly in a blue hued sky, <br>where you can feel the great tranquillity, <br>see birds in their coloured swarms fly<br>and realise that here is some strange kind of unity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a kind of unspoilt idyllic life<br>that exists happily without any kind of strive.</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>
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Vastly the veldt, the bush stretches out about me
where nature is left to its own existence, 
where all kinds of game roam free
and here is nothing to bother with an insistence

and the weary traveller on this earth
can find a new kind of longi..."></div>
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