This is a project I spent a few years with and they also became a book called Second Shadow. I am not a religious person but sometimes I feel I have someone watching over me and I found a poem that describes the sense. The original language is Norwegian by our very famous Rolf Jacobsen but here it is translated into english.
g u a r d i a n a n g e l
I am the bird that knocks at your window in the morning
and your companion, whom you cannot know,
the blossoms that light up for the blind.
I am the glacier’s crest above the forests, the dazzling one
and the brass voices from cathedral towers.
The thought that suddenly comes over you at midday
and fills you with a singular happiness.
I am one you have loved long ago.
I walk alongside you by day and look intently at you
and put my mouth on your heart
but you don’t know it.
I am your third arm and your second
shadow, the white one,
whom you don’t have the heart for
and who cannot ever forget you.
by
Rolf Jacobsen
from "secret lives" 1954
Translated by Roger Greenwald
“Outside”
“Diving”
