zaterdag, november 26, 2005

Sunday in autumn

This morning, looking out from windowglasses:
I thought:
There’s so much sun to welcome me today.

And it is Sunday; but I did not go to church.
Sharing that bit of weekend-laziness
With tabby-cat at home; God bless!

While having sun and warmth inside my house,
One learns that it should match with what you feel inside.
And “Yes”, this morning: I dressed in brand new blouse,
That covered all old bones, but face …: still in that light!

So swallowing that sun - as well as the fresh air. -
Into my bones, blouse, face and open eyes to stare,
Will every sunday be my guest, my friend, my heir.

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