I want to look up into the pale-blue sky, <br />stand next to the green hillocks <br /> <br />and I want to walk on the red sand <br />when the stormy weather rises <br />and barefoot leave my tracks there, <br /> <br />I want to raise my eyes to the heavenly lights, <br />and at night look at the bright stars. <br />I want to go to the high-veldt, <br /> <br />leave marks that betray my presence, <br />see the blue-white sparks jump <br />when the stormy weather rises, <br /> <br />smell the falling rain, <br />see how the wet ground looks, <br />stand next to the green hillocks <br /> <br />where nature pays homage to the Creator <br />and I want to experience the world of my childhood days, <br />see the blue-white sparks jump <br /> <br />and fold my hand around beautiful stones <br />and like marbles stroke over them. <br />I want to go to the high-veldt, <br /> <br />leave no place unvisited on my hike, <br />find all of the old secret places again <br />and I want to experience the world of my childhood days, <br /> <br />follow the sun on its bright white orbit, <br />to where the most distant horizon is, <br />stand next to the green hillocks <br /> <br />and blinded in the eyes of a child <br />live out moments of my childhood days again, <br />find all of the old secret places, <br /> <br />just walking on and on <br />without diverting from the old footpaths. <br />I want to go to the high-veldt, <br />stand next to the green hillocks, <br /> <br />for moments be woven back into the fabric of time <br />and I want to walk on the red sand, <br />live out moments of my childhood days again <br />and barefoot leave my tracks there.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-want-to-go-to-the-high-veldt/
