Monday, 4 June 2012

HUMAN RIVERS TRAVEL FAR...



'He dismounted and handed him the drink of parting.
He asked him where he would go and why it must be.
 He spoke.
His voice was choked:

‘My friend, on this earth fortune has not been kind to me! 
Where do I go?
I go to wander in the mountains.
I seek peace for my lonely heart… ‘

                                        - Gustav Mahler, Das Lied Von Der Erde -



In time, the snows shall melt:

Tears: Holy Water to cleanse the Spirit --


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