Float

Yes, I must confess again
I like to float in, float on
water, a surface somewhere
in between a mountain
high and river deep, this
floating then becoming
ship at the horizon, I,
drink deep, the more
the getting there the less
I see, the more consumed
the more your Light is
piercing, one single Moon
beam in the darkest night,
a golden touch to warm
up icy water, O Yes, I
must confess again I like
to float on water somewhere
in between, a yesterday
embracing time, a you,
a me, and I

picture above taken & poem written @ Dominican Abbey ~Courtyard,
 Zwolle, The Netherlands, May 20th,  2011
Book presentation Kirsten Notten ‘Maria’s Dochter’,
the Mary statue below is Kirsten’s  powerful  “Memorare”

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