*als Zackenbarsch
*als Zackenbarsch
#AlphabetChallenge #WeekVForVowels
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#AlphabetChallenge #WeekVForVowels
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Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold...
Fields of Gold (Sting)
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold...
Fields of Gold (Sting)
Zur Nacht ein Zitat von René
Magritte
21. November 1898 - 15. August 1967

Zur Nacht ein Zitat von René
Magritte
21. November 1898 - 15. August 1967

a whisper of our becoming.
The elemental source
oscillating—
the eye that sees through cycles,
a fixed point of knowing,
where intuition anchors itself without need of proof.
The unflickering flame,
mind—
the point untouched, yet bearing all weight.
a whisper of our becoming.
The elemental source
oscillating—
the eye that sees through cycles,
a fixed point of knowing,
where intuition anchors itself without need of proof.
The unflickering flame,
mind—
the point untouched, yet bearing all weight.
With the first rays of sun,
Breakin' through our window pane. Songs fill the air,
But there's no singer there, Just an old wooden guitar playin!
(Neil Young *Looking Forward)
With the first rays of sun,
Breakin' through our window pane. Songs fill the air,
But there's no singer there, Just an old wooden guitar playin!
(Neil Young *Looking Forward)