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Bart

Beacons

As I touched the sea,
it welcomed an old friend
An almost forgotten soul.

Alive and always there
in you in me.

A silent tear of joy whispered
of a bond never broken.

Never loud, never outspoken,
Stronger than anything
I ever wished for.

You have always been there,

Extending my soul, being my inner
lights. Such love never dies.

By return,
civilization felt
like a big stone of grief
rolling down…
on itself and me.

Crushing, sufficating.

I bowed

Now I find myself searching
for stillness again,
to find a glimpse of beacons…

beacons of the ocean
in me.

april 1, 2012

(Bart, 49 jaar n.a.v. zijn reis)