Line of lines

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Line of lines

A ship sails through a night,

to bring light to its passengers.

The captain has no name.

It is a way

of being born.

It is not a word.

It is a way

of persisting.

It was not

in his way, to touch me.

Water in my glass,

that’s what he

gave me.

Something, comes close

when water has been understood.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 15, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : I read books to Milan and Anastasia by bike!

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