11.1.2013 | 20:02
A dream once lost...
"I love the dark hours of my being.My mind deepens into them.There I can find, as in old letters,the days of my life, already lived,and held like a legend, and understood.Then the knowing comes: I can opento another life that's wide and timeless.So I am sometimes like a treerustling over a grave siteand making real the dreamof the one its living rootsembrace:a dream once lostamong sorrows and songs..."Rainer Maria Rilke
