My soul has longed for this moment for quite a while
Three years to be exactThree years without closure,
a part of me not healing
that stopped in the middle of the mourning processOne that I wanted to leave behind
and I finally did
when I met him again with the cold brown earth blanketing himNo longer above ground
yet still in my heartI kept my peaceful quiet until the first words rolled of my lips
soon every grudge I held, every blame he deserved, flew his way
as did every forgivenessI spoke Dutch to him
which left me in giggles
Who else here would speak that language to him again?I bid my last goodbye,
as I stared at the mountains of VedenoAnd I felt content,
because he lays in front of a breathtaking viewKnowing he had no worries anymore,
I turned around
Closing the chapter
and the wounds he left behind
YOU ARE READING
Thus, I emerged
PoésieA collection of some of the poems written by me. Both in English and Dutch