Indira’s Jeweled Net
The sky at night with its blanket of stars whispers it unceasingly: There is no unbelonging. In a field of...
The sky at night with its blanket of stars whispers it unceasingly: There is no unbelonging. In a field of...
Lying In a country field at midnight I let the light of stars fall onto me for hours, let the...
Dear star who gives us life your well-being teaches me this: Well-being without edges opens wide to the whole world....
From far away, thunder rolls, rolls closer. Listening, I lie in bed. Abruptly it booms. Recedes again, keeps rolling. Pressure...