Desire may be dead
and still a man can be
a meeting place for sun and rain
wonder outwaiting pain
as in a wintery tree.
– D. H. Lawrence
verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.
Desire may be dead
and still a man can be
a meeting place for sun and rain
wonder outwaiting pain
as in a wintery tree.
– D. H. Lawrence