To A Friend
There is a magic upon your lips
There is a chasm to your gaze
And the sound of your voice
Ethereal music of a dream portrays.
'There is a serenity on your brow
There is a darkness in your hair
A flurry of floral spirit all around,
Where'er you walk, floating in the air.
There is a treasure if eternal wisdom
In the dimple of your cheek
A fount of health flowing from your mind,
Which to all hearts doth speak.
Within you is a world of spring,
That soulful, chaotic season
Which I cannot possibly forget
But dote upon, without a need to reason.
Emil Aarestrup
Danke, liebe Anita für dies schöne Gedicht! Ein kleines Wunder, dass Du nach all den vielen Jahren immer wieder auftauchst. Du, einer der ersten, die mir vor 8 Jahren auf meine Gedenkseite geschrieben hast! Der Beginn einer langen, intensiven, "wunder"vollen Zeit!
Hab von Herzen Dank.
Bild: Edward Hopper
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Ich danke Dir!
In Liebe, Anita.
love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail
it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea
love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive
it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky
(Edward Estlin Cummings)
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