Awakening

(dedicated to the Iron Lady of The Netherlands)

My mind`s a detached universe
with a mixed set of feelings:

The universe of fears and nightmares;
the universe of disorders and despairs;
the universe of deep resentments
and emotions;
the universe of high nervous tensions
with inescapable numerous explosions,
that explode round in a random flight,
tearing my heart to pieces deep inside.

All of a sudden,
in the centre of the universe
a force appears -
an ability to write my own verse.
It happened thanks to you of course.
So I say:

For the years of my life
I`ve been living so plain;
for the maze
I`ve been walking through,
in the pouring rain;
and for the tears
you`ve made me cry;
and for the fears
you`ve made me feel -
Thank you!
I have to tell -
you made a poet awake
that slept in me -
it beats the hell!

For years of white nights with fears;
for years of black days with tears;
for desperation in my bleeding heart -
Thank you! -
you helped me to make a start
writing about feelings in my heart.

For our hearts that have been broken;
for our days that have been darkened;
for your conclusions that have been spoken -
Thank you! -
a poet in my heart has been awoken!


August 2004