May you see
a beetle deliberately
unfolding his aerodynamics;
a tomato seedling
triumphantly thrusting his arms
into the sunlight,
clasping the husk of his seed
like an afterbirth;
may you see
the baleful eye of the barbet
soften as he watches you
placing out a chicken carcass;
a brave little bubble
in your glass of Chardonnay
fighting entropy
and at last giving up
with a small hiccup;
may you see
your beloved's eye unveiled
by a sleepy eyelid,
and see reflected time
tiptoeing backwards
to a moment jointly held in joy.
May you see the yacht
you are sailing in
run before the wind of time
towards the misty blue line
of unexplored yesterdays.
De Waal Venter
(South-African poet)
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