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City Poet Hans Kuyper wrote this poem for the Day of Rembrance in this cemetery, june 19th 2010.
To lie here, quietly in peat, under the trees, to hear the herons feed their young from their crop, the watering of waters in the reeds, freed from aches and sorrow, lust and load, as the summerwind laughs out loud up and above.
To lie here and to know all is well, familiar feeling this, in the land of moist air and wood, to lie dressed in a wedding gown the silk moth made you as in olden days, there you go again, we spell out your name, we know were you are and what you do.
For you are here doing nothing. That’s just fine.
– Taken from his book “De kolkende rivier” (The Swirling River). –