I have a friend
my oasis...
she has the ability
to connect to my soul
in a way that makes 
words uncalled for
The depth of her intellect
and understanding echoes 
in the dark caves of
my inner-world
 
And long after the turmoil
of exposing myself on paper
has left me vunarable and naked
her presence lingers on
like  soft cello notes 
giving life to who I am
(dedicated to my friend Marelise Botha-Koch                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem