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Poem

Nazand Begikhani

Deliverance

Deliverance

Deliverance

My body is quiet as a fall of snow
my spirit, a stream

I remember those who passed by here once
crossed the line of light in the sky
and never came back again
I remember them and meditate on the grandeur of the sun
I remember them and listen to the wonder of the breeze
I remember them and touch the silence of the stone
I remember them and I can see my pain turn into a ball of cotton
blown away on the wind
Close

Deliverance

My body is quiet as a fall of snow
my spirit, a stream

I remember those who passed by here once
crossed the line of light in the sky
and never came back again
I remember them and meditate on the grandeur of the sun
I remember them and listen to the wonder of the breeze
I remember them and touch the silence of the stone
I remember them and I can see my pain turn into a ball of cotton
blown away on the wind

Deliverance

Sponsors
Gemeente Rotterdam
Nederlands Letterenfonds
Stichting Van Beuningen Peterich-fonds
Prins Bernhard cultuurfonds
Lira fonds
Versopolis
J.E. Jurriaanse
Gefinancierd door de Europese Unie
Elise Mathilde Fonds
Stichting Verzameling van Wijngaarden-Boot
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VDM
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