In the Ancient Garden
The dusk approaching like a timid horse
and birches whispering serenely,
hyacinths that on a bridge
of scents stretch out into the night
in the garden, in the ancient garden,
when the voices of the feast fell silent.
The moonlight opening a hidden gate
and brooks embarking on a secret journey,
crickets that in wistful singing
join the dances of the misty clouds
in the garden, in the ancient garden,
when the party masks fell off.
The night descending like a soothing veil
of stars and dawning memories,
ways that in the ocean of her arms
recover from the daylight’s wounds
in the garden, in the ancient garden,
when I found my way into your heart.
Pictures:
- Max Liebermann (1847 – 1935): The flower terraces in the Wannsee garden from the south-west (1919); Berlin-Wannsee, Villa Liebermann (Wikimedia commons)
- Johannes Plenio: Sunset (Pixabay)
- Hans Braxmeier: Birches at sunset (Pixabay)
- Acuarela Splash: Flowers at a lake (Pixabay)
- Thanasis Papazacharias: Sunset (Pixabay)
- Johnlad: Carnival mask (Pixabay)
- Florian Kurz: Journey through nature (Pixabay)
- Johannes Plenio: Trees in the forest (Pixabay)
- Ekrem Osmanoğlu: Sunset (Pixabay)
- Stocksnap: Hilly landscape (Pixabay)
- Van3ssa: Venetian mask (Pixabay)
- Dorothe (Darkmoon_Art): Trees in front of a starry sky (Pixabay)
- Johannes Plenio: Milky Way (Pixabay)
- Dorothe (Darkmoon_Art): Forest path in fog (Pixabay)
- Dorothe (Darkmoon_Art): Monk on a path by moonlight (Pixabay)
- Franz von Stuck (1863 – 1928): The Evening Star (1912); Wikimedia Commons
- Sergei Remizov (Artbaggage): Blurred stars (Pixabay)
Music: Light_music: Memories returning (Pixabay)
Image: Heinrich Vogeler: Summer Garden, 1913 (Wikimedia Commons)


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