Apocrypha: Psalm 55 Poem by Gert Strydom
Apocrypha: Psalm 55
Wildly the veldt is full of the cosmos
the weavers twitter the morning mad
and just where I look I notice Your handiwork,
even in what the morning holds for me
and thunder rolls there in the distance,
do slam down blue-white from the bright blue sky,
it's still in your mercy and love that I do trust
and You do fill my days with beautiful things,
the weavers twitter the morning mad.
© Gert Strydom
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8/27/2025 2:16:41 PM # 1.0.0
God beautifully fills up our amazing days. We feel the beauty of his creation. This poem is very neatly penned.