“Let your beauty manifest itself without talking and calculation. You are silent. It says for you: I am…”
poetry
April Airs and Bliss
Soul of undying rapture!
How loves enchantment clings,
With sorcery and fragrance,
About familiar things!
“Let your beauty manifest itself without talking and calculation. You are silent. It says for you: I am…”
Soul of undying rapture!
How loves enchantment clings,
With sorcery and fragrance,
About familiar things!