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C.F. van Niekerk
Blood in, Blood out.
If we fight why do we love?
I we love why do we fight?
We say, "Let live", but then we war.
We say, "Save the child", but abortions are the norm.
Respect, honour, prosperity is our pride,
But strife, division, and rivalry are on our side.
"So what is right, not what is wrong?"
Yet we excuse existence.
Diamonds are beautiful,
But character is strong.
Saying and doing what you say,
Is living and loving to live?
Black brown yellow white and red,
The five soils folded into life.
Black brown yellow white and red,
Brothers and Sisters let's end the night.
"Blood in is red". "Blood out is live".
I look into your eyes.
My heart, your heart,
It's beating into one.
My brother, my sister,
I will stand.
Now it's up to you my friend,
Will you take my hand?
Life
The deeper the ocean, the deeper my breath,
The higher the mountain, the stronger my hands,
The longer the road, the more I focus.
The dryer the valley, I will rise.
What is the end to this? Who can tell?
It's in you and me where the answer lies.
The bigger the vision, I will prepare.
The higher the goal, I will dare.
The more perseverance, I am aware…
The answer is in me. The answer is here.
Nothing can stop me,
No limits, no fear.
I've found the answer,
The price is clear.
From then to now,
From here to there,
From death to life,
Inevitable, unavoidable, inescapable.
To be alive is to live…
What is life without dare?
What is living without heart?
I will live!
(Summer 2000)
JUDGMENT
The tumble, the twist,
Where does it lead?
Is it worth the risk?
Whose height is high?
Is the eye a lie?
What a waste.
Man's strength,
Quest or test?
Best or just like the rest.
Futile little mistake,
Being fake can destroy,
Make or break the great?
That's the end of being…
The truths in seeing,
If you look within.
What you see is what I see.
If you look outside,
You're blind!
For behind the blind,
Is the truth in sight?
If you are your judge, who's right?
Consider beyond, beyond the blue.
Behold what's new, what is true?
You and I.
(Winter 1999)
Growth
Can a seed grow without dying?
Can a woman give birth without a tear?
Can a tree grow without the sun?
What is a seed if it cannot grow?
What is a woman, that cannot bear her own?
What is a tree, with no life?
Like fire's heat, Like a heart's beat,
My life-My growth
On…and On…and On…
(1999)
Let's Awake
Life's might is light in sight,
If we fight for what is right.
In darkness like blindness is fakeness black,
If you choose to turn your back.
Decisions are facing the conditions we create,
Futile but inevitably straight.
Let's awake from the night, let's live outside.
The boundaries the limits we sweat to create.
Falseness foolishness impotent dreams,
Your day is here the time is now.
(2000)
Endless
The fragrant rain in the desert falls.
Powerful might in lightning's glow.
Hope at last,
The seasons change,
The weight of pondering,
Seemed so light.
Brought the promise in the night,
Dream so sacred in its flight,
Fuelled by passion: life's delight!
Without passion empty heart,
Oh so dark, the dark of night.
When the lights might show so bright,
You and I can take to flight.
No mountain, land or limits dare,
No ocean deep or war could scare.
New life like spring blossoms,
Dreams and passions endless so…
(Spring 2001)
Radiance
In the valley of trouble,
In the valley of despair.
Sun breaks through the clouds,
And makes the darkness fear.
I will stand on the mountain,
I will sing a new song.
For the sun shinning on me,
This is where I belong.
Home is not a house of brick,
Home is not of stone.
Home is where you are,
I know I'm not alone.
Thank you for the sunlight,
The sun that warms my skin.
I smile and know now,
That the light comes from within.
(Dec. 2000)
Unbound
Where the heart and breath collide in a living rhythms beat,
Where the sound of many waters and the whisper of clouds meet.
Where the song of bird and the creep of ant,
Become a never ending chant
I treasure the life around me,
Destiny and wonder meet.
Where the mist and stirring of surf create,
The aroma in twilight of stars escape.
What a sensation of being consumed,
When my spirit causes my minds mute.
Captured by splendid grandeur ripe,
So constant, so complete, so acute my inward fights.
Don't be ignorant, think outside,
Think outside your norm.
(Dec. 1999)
Perception
The bear in the wild,
The lion in sprint,
The eagle in flight,
What is true strength?
I look up…and down,
I look near…and look far,
But when I look within,
I perceive…
Is perception seeing,
Is seeing knowing?
Or is knowledge, believing...?
I cannot tell,
For who knows what is in the heart,
But Him who creates?
Was is and is to come
Before time began,
It ruled the earth.
Before the first rainfall,
It soared like the eagle.
Before growth, before strength,
Before breath, before life.
Nothing can contain it.
It will not cease.
From North to South,
From East to West.
Pulsating…His heart.
It has no stature.
It has no span.
It has no distance end to end.
It has no depth.
Nothing can contain it.
Its growth will not cease.
Nothing can compare,
Not even riches.
Nothing can compare,
Not even life.
Before the past,
After the future.
Pulsating…His heart.
Life radiates out of it.
Overcoming all in all.
Virtue is its motto,
Endures, and shall not fail.
(1999)
Glowing Darkness
Heavy is my soul to sit and think about the world out there that carries on and on in its living,
I don't know why we fight the truth or keep on carry what's not meant to be carried.
So many tears and fears in the world,
More than I can feel or conceive.
The footsteps I hear with laughter and noise of elation at first glance like a mannequin in a window,
But this window is an unseen, foggy and unclear gap.
Soon they drop the head and look about to see,
To see if one can spot their deeply hidden throbbing of this heavy soul.
The running, the noise and even the spending and cheer in always there to cover like a warm blanked on a cold-cold night,
For the wintry darkness is always there to hide from and their soul so far hidden away that they can't even seem to find it through all the performing.
It's the glowing darkness of the shadowy soul…
(Winter 2004)
Moon Dance
In the twilight we connect as moon and river dance.
The diamonds of splendid trickles make the music join the light.
Radiantly our beings arraigns as the cool fresh air scents the night.
Our bodies of spontaneous energy joined to the pulse of love as pleasure warms our essence…
The flowing anticipation of what this will bring.
Me in you, and you in me,
As the flame and hear inseparably in sink.
The moon and river dance all night,
With hearts and passion,
And all their might...
(Summer 2005)
Verdict
In reality I draw the conclusion that we are here all alone in the expanse of love.
If we don't carry on and be the one to be the truth to them with passion,
Then the boundaries of life will collapse.
The thrill of pounding reverence that electrifies the soul inside the eminent reality.
The reality that none can outrun and none can out-sleep or not even out spend.
It's a verdict.
I will be carried.
I will take to the air.
I will be the one to die.
I will be the great.
The one whose strength is more then force…
More than pain.
More than the plain outward observations of the emptiness in…
In the flow of what might be, glides the truth.
Infinitely the actuality of the power of seed,
More potent than need…
The reality that none can outrun and none can out sleep or not even out spend. It's a verdict.
(Winter 2004)
Tear in you eye
Fragmented dreams?
Heavy soul?
Bruised heart?
The only fact is the certainty you believe.
Intimate is the thread of mans core lives pulse,
The Pulse with no beat or heat but with lives greet.
You might quake at the thought of bearing in mind what's real,
A tear in the eye better than a tear in the spirit…
(Winter 2004)
Eagles Head
In the existence of the one we love,
You hold dear what's so near.
The pulsation of what is was and will be,
No strength can hold us apart,
No mountain can withstand the heights that our adoration will grow.
A continuous revenue of the power that might be,
Or the one that is in us as three in one the cords of three…
For the cords of three of God you and me,
The recipe for the eternal bliss,
Hold dear hold on only to this,
The hope that we carry the love of freedom is to unite in the truth of the two wings of an eagle in flight where the head leads it and gazes over the vast expanse from mountain to mountain,
From valley to hilltop where the rivers so small and gloomy in their age-old paths meandering on, to their inevitable destination…
The horizon so distant but so lucid in its perfection,
The pulsation of what is was and will be,
No strength can hold us apart,
No mountain can withstand the heights that our adoration will grow.
Our communion will hold and be,
As long as the eagles head is our ultimate direction and strength!
(Winter 2004)
Folded Minded
Contravening in the decisions of the indecisive is the obstruction of reality and causes the folded minded to reign in their discontent.
Flow on-and-on in that valley oh you fool,
And be the weak vessel that will break after a slight waft.
Should it happen that you understand to withstand the flimsy reality that the folded minded hold?
I will rejoice with you in that place.
For to carry and know what you carry is to expect and know how to be mighty in your fight,
For you will then be strong and courageous and you'll succeed…
To thrive is to be clear and not to qualm or fear.
You will stand and be mightier than the folded,
You can stand, and standing you can say:
"I am decisive I know who I am and where I go!"
For in actual fact, our confidence is not in knowing who you are but knowing the one you serve and the revelation you hold in your heart.
(Summer 2004)
Inward Smile
The music of my soul is in the smile from within,
Rhythmic pulse, and tempo, that carries me high on a cloud.
Higher than anyone can reach,
It flows in my veins faster than my life-blood.
There's a tune in my breath a song in my heart that makes me dance to life's romance,
I dance with life as my love and hold on to it 'cause it's dear.
This is not a harmony that you sing or a tempo that you hear…
I want you to sit in silence and let it birth in you a smile.
If your song brings a tear do not fear for life's love is near,
The key is to listen within and let your soul express the desire to sing.
The melody will grow and become so great that your song becomes you,
Let Him guide you in seasons of expression and His loves harmony.
Then smile from within.
(Autumn 2004 "a Slam Poem")
The Opus
Under the calamity of reality is the conclusion that holds the molds of the knowledge in me and the understanding in you,
Forward in it's means and strong in intent is the quest for our existence.
The beast lives and hunts for the next instinctive desire and lust in its eyes,
We are constructing a trail for our children and making a world that has a stamp of our life.
Time is relative to its application?
Don't fill a part in an opus called life. Do your heart.
Time does not stop or respect anyone for it has a goal that cannot be hindered,
We need to board it and build on it for our hour is at hand.
It's simple to assemble an existence and fill times slots with bricks of accomplishments,
Let's just make sure that the foundation is of stone and the structure's going up and not down for then at the end of our life we'll look and see shame.
Don't fill a part in an opus called life. Do your heart.
(Summer 2004)
So Much
So much sadness, so much madness,
So much we don't understand so much that slips understandings grip.
So much that's heavy and lowly bared,
So much that seems to be senseless,
So much that carries on in its "endless" path,
So much pain, so much that leaves a stain,
So much craziness, so much, so much,
Sanity; happiness; burden less; pleasure,
Lasting joy regardless of life's harms,
The path we choose is the choice in us,
Let the mirror reflect your heart's heart.
Plough through programmed life's response,
So much to live for,
So much…
(Autumn 2004)
Fearless
The misty completeness of the desired wish is always the obscure reality that we think we will meet,
What to do?
Where to go?
Flowing in the draft of lives intrepid beat.
Through life do we sneak?
Through life do we seek?
I can't tell for all's concerned but for me I know…
Life's in Him and walking with the truth is life.
I will not settle in the unclear future of fear.
But in the conclusion thus I remain the same,
Flowing in the draft of lives intrepid beat.
(Autumn 2004)
There
It's so clear that we share,
Memories so dear…
Growing love's knowing,
My flower is near.
I've said that my Love my Queen so fair,
Just look by your side, I'll be there.
(Dedicated to Kerrin my wife August 2003)
The birth of a dream
The beginning is not in the place where you start,
It's in the start of the place of your beginning.
The revelation that drives you on an upward call,
Where resistance want to make you fall.
The birth of a dream or so it might seem,
Lies deep in the reality of the unseen.
Hold on to the shadows of dreams unseen,
Cause to reality's the drive of light.
The light that shows the brought effect,
Is evidence of something in its rest…
Letter to Mr narcissistic
Reality of vanity fanatically blue,
Can one live if all you see is you?
Wake up friend this world is round,
It's not flat like your mind is dull.
If you choose to live so vain,
Then stand in front of a mirror all day,
That's insane…
(2003/06/26)
