Borders

Past the borders that divides us
of seeing, feeling, hearing and tasting
past thoughts, sensations of you and me
the ways how

we experience each other, the reality,
I want to go deeper to you
so that somewhere there
my inner eyes, my thoughts penetrate

to that which is the essence of our humanity
and in simplicity I do not want to wait longer
past the empty and vain game with a deeper meaning
not heeding the shallow things of the world

so that we can be aware of that which is holy,
more splendid and base love on eternal light.

[Reference: Borders by N.P. van Wyk Louw.]

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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