Fog falling into the sea,
getting soaked by it,
for the sea to become a lake.
Mysterious shades,
hidden from the world,
visible to the moon.
Banished by daylight,
fallen to morning-dew.
– sanados
verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.
Fog falling into the sea,
getting soaked by it,
for the sea to become a lake.
Mysterious shades,
hidden from the world,
visible to the moon.
Banished by daylight,
fallen to morning-dew.
– sanados
Ich liebe Dich!
Zwinge mich nicht zu entscheiden.
Denn es wird er sein.
Es war schon immer er.
[New Moon]
– Twilight
Love is a great Asker,
the sun and the rain do not ask the secret
of the time when the grain struggles down in the dark.
The moon walks her lonely way without anguish,
because no loved one grieves over her departure.
– D. H. Lawrence
… and i do not care,
though the large hands of revenge shall get my throat at lastt,
shall get it soon,
if the joy that they are lifted to avenge have risen red on my night as a harvest moon,
which even death can only put out for me;
And death, I know, is better than not-to-be.
– D. H. Lawrence