Treasure Island

Alice Nahon


Avondliedeke 1


Des avonds worden mijn gepeinzen
Een hofke van geheimenis...
Waar bloemen naar het westen wijzen,
Waar iedre vogel slapen is.
Des avonds wordt de wereld kleener
En dichter alle ver verleën...
Die eenzaam zijn, worden alleener,
En die beminnen méér bijeen.

Des avonds weegt er op mijn zwijgen
Die schone, menselijke pijn...
De drang een innig woord te krijgen
En zelf voor iemand lief te zijn.

Submitted: Thursday, August 09, 2012

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