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| Strange, to wander in the fog! Alone each bush and stone, No tree does see the other, Each is alone. [...] Strange, to wander in the fog! Life is loneliness. No man knows the other, Each is alone. |
Hermann Hesse, November 1905
* For a change, but the first and fourth stanza, translated by me.
Fog is one of my favourite things. Magical and mystical.
ReplyDeleteAnd on some levels I completely agree - we are all alone. And sometimes don't know ourselves well either.
Magical and mystical sounds fine.
DeleteAnd yes, each is alone.
Therefore (third stanza):
Verily, no one is wise
Who does not know the dark
Which inescapably and quietly
From everyone him separates.
And yes, sometimes "something" seems to separate "us" from "ourselves".
True. Although we do see bits of one another, through glass, darkly...
ReplyDeleteThe more thankful I am for each moment of deeply felt love, joy and peace. I
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