To me, a fairy tale seems to have become reality.
To me, a fairy tale seems to have become reality.
We breathed the air of freedom without knowing the language or any person.
Bewitched is half of everything.
You, the inexperienced, who learn nothing in the nights. Many angels are given you; But you do not see them.
Here and there the lantern of compassion can be shown to the fish, where the fishhook is swallowed or suffocation practiced.
When sleep leaves the body like smoke and man, sated with secrets, drives the overworked nag of quarrel out of its stall, then the fire-breathing union begins anew . . .
O the chimneys On the ingeniously devised habitations of death When Israel's body drifted as smoke Through the air.
I think of what my father used to say on every tenth of December, back in my home town, Berlin Now they celebrate the Nobel ceremony in Stockholm.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories