|Can't ask for more. At Oude Haven. Today|
The birds were singing,
a sign that it is a springtime again.
A promising morning
with the glow of the sun.
The brick street is damp
from the last night's mist.
I open my eyes
with full of delight in the beauty of the day.
Laughs, loving voice clings
to me all the day through.
The walk of my soul
is grateful for the dreams that turned real,
for the like that turned to love.
My thoughts compose
of nothing but truth, and love, and liveliness.
I shall share a little part of me, of my heart