Don’t forget to live, I thought lately. and time stood still… just a little breath for a moment. And who knows if you pass without haste and would move beyond time,with barriers lowered, and took your hands of the clock that is gone wild that you pass beneath, or slip aside and leave them as they are, and then right there where is more air, and eyes maybe to see the good, the earthly…. to become a little space, and to turn more closely, towards the one thing only… one of my all time favorite poems of Kees Hermis “ Don’t forget go live..”