( to a certain van Rijn )

Yes. I was lucky I guess

For I felt at ease

when I hung around

in the top of your trees

When I fell asleep

among the roots of them

I was lucky again:

The wind made me dream

your trees

were at one with the sea

and me

I was a sailor man

who, like before

got beached

on a long forgotten

distant shore

Haunted by time

and captured in space

I finally found shelter

in songs that were sung

by fish beneath the waves

Yes. I was lucky I guess

For when I woke up

I felt kind of blessed:

The sea and the wind

had me convinced

of our utter insignificance

So, before I left

I took my time

to thank your trees

and said hello to never

and to that what is to be

Meanwhile far away

another monkey

took a sway

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