All of a sudden a feeling of presence came flooding
without due notice
just like that
it came by again

Touches my heart, wise and good
appears to be mine
but I know
that it lives in you

When it leaves
it is here
but I am unable to
dwell in the moment, which is a prior condition
for me to remain there

And then the thinking one whispers to me that it does
not exist
without time
without place
don’t fall a sleep now

Powerful feelings, skin and blood
thoughts, and a will to
cling to the existence
in this world

When it leaves …

(rough translation from the Faroese song “Nærveran”)