Cornelis Norbertus Gysbrechts, “Quodlibet,” 1675

124 words

This is for you, although you might not get

It. There’s going to be a lot of time

Between right now, when I am writing it

And when I hope you get to read it. I’m

Praying that if you don’t get to, it’s just

Because it’s been lost, not that we lost in

The end. I refuse to think that we must

Have not made it, that you don’t exist when

You ought to. We are fighting desperately

Right now, fighting for the soul and the heart

Of our people, and for a place that we

Rightly need to have our folk seen as part

And parcel of. If this reaches you, know

That we love you . . . so we did not forgo.