This island by Jan Eijkelboom

 This island

Today my feet are feeling good
in their socks and they in turn
in their roomy but not yet
sloppy shoes.

Then why not take the beaten track,
up the mountains, over the fields
away from this town
where alleys go down to landings

no longer used by boats.

Yet there, one can look out
over the ever-changing
but staying the same water,

experience that between closeness
and thirst for space can be
a marked out though unrestrained domain:
this, to do in one day's march

island.

Original title: Dit eiland From: Heden voelen mijn voeten zich goed - Uitgeverij De Arbeiderspers - Amsterdam - Antwerpen - 2002.