We’re travellers.
We walk together, side by side,
Up and down the steep slopes.
We offer you a hand over the slippery rocks,
Crossing the river that divides countries.
We go down that path ourselves many times,
Building our own bridges.
During our journey we meet local people,
Courageous people, who have faced their daemons
And honour their scars.
People who are full of love, with an open heart and mind
And who are not afraid to ask questions
To which the answer cannot be known,
Only felt.