Light behind window

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Light behind window

It was a morning, Sunday.

I opened, had to open my eyes.

On the edge of my bed, I saw him.

He was praying, in silence

but I could hear it, from far.

He was asking me, for forgivingness.

I had to come downstairs.

I was asked, to look what the damage

of alcoholism and genes, should have been.

I remembered, then, on that, that special,

moment, I read “Mahatma Gandhi”.

Sixteen, or 16 years, far beyond the human race.

We had an excellent doctor.

She almost lost sight of her left eye.

It took us, all some time, to move on.

I always studied late at night

and early, very early in the morning

I had my own gymnastics, all kind of ways.

As I watched over the fields, 14 years

a call was answered, by my right hand.

It is not superstition to bring a new evolution.

It is a new connected way of looking at my world

while all people around this world, this universe

are enlightened by one window behind a high roof.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 29, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9098964-ze-moet-dat-van-mijn-vader-hebben-zei-mijn-moeder

https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2382491898

Photograph II : The Sunrise at my Home in the early morning, Tilburg

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