Honouring Stephen Hawking


WOMB ~ a poem honouring Stephen Hawking

Enclosed I roam from star to star,
I travel endlessly, I whisper and
my breath unfolds behind me as
a vale, a shooting star, a comet
on its way and growing, growing
with each light-year passing by,

O yes, there is much pleasure in this
roaming, it is creation of a master
plan and still this roaming is
continuing, and when from time
to time I reach the boundaries of
my confinement, I feel a sudden
shiver, as if some unseen Hand is
there to push me back, or could it
be the vale behind that keeps on
coming back, I wonder.

So here I am, inside and out,
no matter how the journey goes,
there always will be worlds to enter
and others then to leave behind,
the roaming will continue, on and on,
no ending, no beginning,
so is the roaming in the Womb of Being,
the cavern of a master’s plan.

Wide Vercnocke

Zeer persoonlijk portret door Jan Bultheel over mijn zoon Wide, striptekenaar, graficus, illustrator, en zo veel meer. Film en gefilmde vloeien in en door elkaar en vormen aldus een nieuw, uniek kunstwerk.  Centraal staat het scheppingsproces, dat zich al kan uiten in zoiets banaal als koffiezetten.