03 Engelssprekende medepassagiers vroegen waar het gedicht Ontmoeten over ging.
Ik heb een vertaling gemaakt. Ben er niet ontevreden over. Hereby a translation of my Dutch poem "ontmoeten"

Ask who someone is
what stirs their thoughts so endlessly
for deep inside they also feel
the love for live that you find real
And if you ask just who I am
I'll share my thoughts, as best i can
it feels as though we've long been friends,
not strangers meeting at journey's end.

thieuM