(Mooie
dag – Bløf)
The
sun, the sand, the heat and a quiet mountain stream
The
silence and the dryness and the emptiness of here
The
sky, the earth, the greatness of the land
The
wisdom from one man
That’s
enough
There
is nothing I await
Tomorrow
there’s no day
I
reflected my worries and the world
And
every time awake I lay
I
thought what a perfect day
What
a perfect day
The
grounds, the grass, the road to the horizon that distorts
Time
is space here, the depth here is unexplored
The
nonsense, the urge, here’s were it ends
The
love from one man
That’s
enough
There
is nothing I await
Tomorrow
there’s no day
I
reflected my worries and the world
And
every time awake I lay
I
thought what a perfect day
What
a perfect day to die
[25
januari 2004]