Love On The Bridges Of Holland **

                                                  18 September 2002

                                                       (Version 2.1
                                                    on 11 Sept 2005)

'

      Wild ducks,
      and gentle wind,
      play on and ripple soothingly
      the surface of the water.

'

      Red bricks form walls, aged centuries,
      when up they rise from water's way
      to pave a quay, for barges to unload,
      if waterways are major streets
      and give the town its life.

'

      Behind the quay, the bricks rise up again,
      and then - much higher now - lie down once more:

      To pave the narrow streets that look now down
      upon the quay, along the waterway, 'the old canal.'

'

      And then across these narrow streets,
      some bricks a third time reach for heaven...
      for people building there the typical facades
      of Dutch and narrow houses.

'

      The other bricks do pave the streets in front,
      and where they meet the waterway again,
      they arch to bridges,
      that are old a thousand years by now.

'

'

      Embracing thousand years of people living there
      with one glance of my eye,
      that's where I walked, in Holland.

'

      And on her bicycle, a woman passed me by.
      She looked me in the eye and asked:
      "Are you a real angel?"

      This was on Christmas Day,* so people are
      more curious to see and feel who's there.

      Allowed they feel
      to be the love they are
      so natural.

'

Koos Nolst Trenite "Cause Trinity"
human rights philosopher and poet

                                           'God gave Solomon wisdom
                                             and very great insight,
                                     and a breadth of understanding
                                                     as measureless
                                        as the sand on the seashore.'

                                                       1 Kings 4:29

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Footnote:

(*)   On Christmas Day, 25 December 2001

(**)  From a draft version of 'Where Angels Dare'
     - by Koos Nolst Trenite
'

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References:

    'A Poem of Love and Adventure'
      (17 July 2004 - Version 2.4 on 12 Jan 2005)
http://www.googlegroups.com/group/Koos-Nolst-Trenite/msg/b9cd8a772c41614a?fwc=1

    'Plato On Making Love - And Defining Loneliness'
     {HRI 20041114-V2.0.2}
      (14 November 2004 - Version 2.0.2 on 29 June 2005)
http://www.googlegroups.com/group/soc.culture.europe/msg/a8326be589085802?fwc=1
     {HRI 20041114-V2.0-UAA}
http://www.googlegroups.com/group/misc.education/msg/ebdd8f227dd037e2?fwc=1
'

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