the rain falls on the earth
while rivers from it is flowing to the sea
and time and again there is new birth
while down its drops splatter
as if coming by a kind of devotion,
causing small streams to chatter
in their tranquil emotion.
The scorching sun is forgiven
while this cycle continues forever
and vapour again rises up to the high heaven
to fall again flowing to the sea in a river
and all of this
is continued in a kind of divine bliss.
By Gert Strydom
