In the candlelight I see the souls that left
crushed in water-grinder of the tsunami
carried off into a merciless horizon
In the candlelight i hear your gentle voice
I feel the warmth of sand between my toes
and in the whiffle from the sea I still recall
the candlelight that kissed a golden hue
on that smile you left before the wave
the tsunami that carried you to sea
the candlelight of velvet nights that said,
forever-after happy – when you said: YES
before the water separation of our paths
as candlelight reflects the salty tears you left.
Note. Of course the woodblock by Kanagawa immediately brought back his even more famous Tsunami wave. Soon it’s ten years ago since the tsunami devastated large parts of south-east Asia. I had no real close connections that were lost, but I still remember all the sad stories, and I also know people that survived but had to leave part of their families behind. I’m travelling a lot this week, currently I’m in California on business, but will leave tonight.. and on Friday I will visit my family in Sweden. I will try to read as many entries as possible, but it might not be easy.
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June 4, 2014