- Imants Ziedonis (Latvian original; my English translation)
…To go around… of what doesn’t matter - to go around a flower or around the sea. The flower is just as big as the sea. Not to run straight into the sea, not to wade into the flower, not to step into another’s soul, but to go alongside, to go around, staying close. During the day the sea is filled with light, given it by the heavens. At night the sea is full of warmth, which it got during the day. I go along the sea on summer nights, and warmth comes from her. I go along the very shoreline, arms spread out like wings, and I have one hand in earth’s midnight fog and the other - above the sea. That is that, which I call closeness. That IS that.