It may not always be so...

                      I.M. Paul den Uijl  -   1 maart 2009  

Poem by E.E.Cummings

Song by Mathilda Santing

It may not always be so

and I say that if your lips

which I have loved

should touch another's

and your dear strong fingers clutch

His heart as mine in time 

not far away

if on another's face your sweet hair lay

in such a silence as I know

or such great writing words as

uttering overmuch

stand helplessly before the spirit

at bay

If this should be

I say if this should be

you of my heart

send me a little word

that I may go unto Him

and take His hands

saying, accept all happiness from me

then shall I turn face

and hear one bird

sing terribly afar in

the lost lands