21/03/2026
Vandag, tydens Wêreld Poësiedag, vier ons die krag van woorde, die skoonheid van uitdrukking en die stories wat ons harte verbind.📝
Ons is trots om ’n spesiale gedig te deel, geskryf deur een van ons inwoners – ’n unieke stem wat inspirasie en betekenis bring.✍️
Neem ’n oomblik, lees saam, en laat die woorde jou raak.📖
𝐎𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
by Chantel Erwee
Not all who wander are lost.
Cracked heels travel to that place where…
Where none have wept, nor nightmares haunt,
Where darkness must flee from that glorious Light.
Where endless thirst is quenched,
And hunger no longer claws and gnaws;
Where the wretched are welcome,
Home as prodigal sons and daughters,
Where they feast at that Great Table with the Risen Christ—
The Darling of Heaven—and the lost find haven there.
Where those ancient cries and yearnings are quieted
By answered prayers;
Where those very prayers are hidden and held dear in Yahweh’s bosom.
Where death’s raven takes flight to the four winds of earthly woes;
Where the Eternal Dove of Hope builds her nest and rests assured;
Where songs of old once again find voice
And lift the weary traveler to Heaven’s gates and halls
Of those who overcame that Ancient Beast.
Where wounded soldiers cheer
And tell victorious tales of adventure and true treasure;
Where the songs of Valhalla cannot compare
With the worship of the angelic host.
Where the dull grey curtain of this world is rolled back,
And there is a place to behold in breathless wonder:
An evergreen country under a swift sunrise,
White shores—and beyond—where the lost are found,
The forgotten remembered.
