The best of years past pushes against me again /
this evening.
All your usual questions find again a listening ear.
Is it raining. Yes it’s raining. Good night.
Let’s sleep now, you say softly.
We listen and lie there. Wind blows against /
the window,
Just stay right there, I say, and I utter /
your name.
Everything that is answer comes from me.
You become filled with an endlessness.
(Gerrit Achterberg)
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