(in answer to Ingrid Jonker)
During the night and day I waited on you,
did not really understand the leaving,
I did yearn for times of love and tranquillity
and on your word just kept going on.
In all of this you did astound me
when you prepared the table with your bread and wine
and when I least expected it you turned around
where mercy came to some one in need.
Continuously you told me about your love,
I was resolute to not get hurt again,
you laid yourself down as the a offering,
with eyes full of grief kept looking at me,
you came into my world without me asking for it,
changed my times from night to day in the way that they do go.
[Reference:"Wag in Amsterdam" (Waiting in Amsterdam)by Ingrid Jonker.]
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