Days And Nights Continually Go On A Wandering Track

Days and nights continually go on a wandering track,
without you I feel seriously wounded,
it's as if my whole being bleeds out bit by bit,
bit by bit trickles through to the ground

but when I found you, you are like an oasis in the wilderness,
like a place where I can stay forever,
where eternally there is water and rest,
where I find relief in a cruel world.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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