Britta's Letters from (and sometimes about) Berlin
Showing posts with label The Solitary Summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Solitary Summer. Show all posts

Saturday, 1 October 2016

Grateful

©Brigitta Huegel


L' été c'est fini ..

©Brigitta Huegel


... and I feel thankful for such a lovely, lovely solitary summer! 

Here a part from George Herbert's poem 'The Flower


...And now in age I bud again, 
After so many deaths I live and write; 
I once more smell the dew and rain, 
And relish versing: O my only light, 
It cannot be 
That I am he 
On whom thy tempests fell all right.