This morning
the hawk
rose up
out of the meadow's browse
and swung over the lake-
it settled
on the small black dome
of a dead pine,
alert as an admiral,
its profile
distinguished with sideburns
the color of smoke,
and I said: remember
this is not
Yes, I am a dreamer.
For a dreamer is one
who can only find his way
by moonlight,
and his punishment is that
he sees the dawn before
the rest of the world.
- Oscar Wilde
Painting: "Evening", by Austrian painter Hans Zatzka
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WALDEINSAMKEIT
Ich hab in meinen Jugendtagen
wohl auf dem Haupt einen Kranz
getragen;
die Blumen glänzten wunderbar,
ein Zauber in dem Kranze war.
Der schöne Kranz gefiel wohl allen,
doch der ihn trug, hat manchem
mißfallen;
ich floh den gelben M
“The witchery of living
is my whole conversation
with you, my darlings.
All I can tell you is what I know.
Look, and look again.
This world is not just a little thrill for the eyes.
It’s more than bones.
It’s more than the delicate wrist with its pe
I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may not complete this last one
but I will give myself to it.
I circle around God, around the primordial tower.
I’ve been circling for thousands of years
and I still don’t know:
