You do see me crossing the meadow
stiff and dead from the mist?
I long for that home,
that home I’ve never had,
and without any hope
that I’ll ever be able to reach it.
For such a home, never touched,
I carry that longing that will
never die, like that meadow dies
stiff and dead from the mist.
You do see me crossing it, full of dreadRobert Walser
Ein kleiner See mitten im Dartmoor National Park in England. Aufgenommen im Sommer 2012 während einer meiner vielen Aufenthalte im wunderschönen, „mystischen“ England.
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