‘And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said “All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them”

But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you’ll trust him
For he’s touched your perfect body with his mind.’

Song: Suzanne by Leonard Cohen

My favourite rendition of Suzanne is the Dutch version by Herman van Veen, whose translation of this song is one of the most beautiful poems I know:

Pictures in this post are shoot on Telrunya Winter