Poem Oogopslag by Huub Oosterhuis
Some kind of translation:
At a glance
like a bird on his first flight already knows
the width of the sky
but not the spot of landing
so did we.
Credits
Template Taylor Made and Feistuf Painted on
AnnaAspnes ArtPlayPalette Fotographie + SaffronVilla + Seafoam
Awall Gratefulmoment Leafbranch
Fonts HL Thuphap 4BK + 3Bk + DaunPenh
