Who are you?
Wishing to walk a pilgrimage trek
High-up, in the Himalayas I went
I see waterfalls and feel the fresh spatters on my skin
The deep valleys frighten me, the risk I can slip in
Then I connect myself with the valleys deep below
Then, fear has gone, “I feel my feet” on the Mountainroad.
Taking a rest at the side of the road
An Indian woman silent passes me by
The soft-browny dress like water it moves
Along her sensitive body it seems
Carrying a bushload upon her head
She is walking with dignity till the end.
Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Woman on my path?
You touch me. You thrill me. What Happens?
See you only from behind.
I save this encounter, in my heart
Once I open it’s door with my mind
You’ll be there, and both, we will know:
“You are part of my life.”
On my path I found there’s no shelter forever
Still we all are longing for a home
You bring your bushload warmth to someone you know
I try to protect my inner flame on my own
We are no longer strangers on this silent road
The echo of your footsteps, forever, I’ll know.
Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?
Woman on my path?
(Geschreven en gecomponeerd door Suzanne Katier, gezongen tijdens de poëziemiddag 'Wie jij was, wie ik ben', december 2014)