A secret
Buried in a diary
NachtHexen are leaving their houses
Going into the streets
Into the city of light
A night of terror, opposition and incomprehension
the current time
I’m hearing the sound of despair and courage
I taste the fear on their dried out lips
Mouths that keep on declaring resistance
I sence the togetherness
Donors of power during barre days
Beacons of light in a darkened city
Strong woman in fiercely times
By the collective Jens van Daele’s Burning Bridges
Powerful and modest dance
Strong and sensitive theatre
Penetrating and stilled live music