Guest guest Posted August 13, 1999 Report Share Posted August 13, 1999 The Holy Hunger Tell a wise person,or else keep silent. Because the massman will mock it right away. I praise what is truly alive, what belongs to be burned to death. In the calm water of love-nights, where you were begotten, where you have begotten, a strange feeling comes over you when you see the silent candle burning. Now you are no longer caught in the obsession with darkness, and a desire for higher love-making sweeps you upward. Distance does not make you falter, now,arriving in magic, flying, and finally,insane for the light, you are the butterfly and you are gone. And so long as you haven't experienced this:to die and so to grow, you are only a troubled guest on the dark earth. GOETHE Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 13, 1999 Report Share Posted August 13, 1999 Dear Rainbo: A perfect poem to share! I love Goethe... Zenbob Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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