<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395772" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Springtime of the Soul</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flowers scattered blue and white</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aspire cheerfully upon the ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silverly the evening hour weaves,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tepid wasteland, loneliness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life blooms dangerously now,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet rest around cross and grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A bell rings its length of time,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everything seems marvelous.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A willow softly hovers in the ether,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here and there a flickering light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spring whispers and promises</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the damp ivy trembles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lushly bread and wine are green,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The organ sounds full of the power of wonder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And around cross and passion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A ghostly light gleams.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O! How beautiful are these days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children go through the dusk;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Already the wind blows bluer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far away thrushes mock.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Georg+Trakl">Georg Trakl</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395772" data-title="Springtime of the Soul de Georg Trakl" data-description="Flowers scattered blue and white Aspire cheerfully upon the ground. Silverly the evening hour weaves, Tepid wasteland, loneliness. Life blooms dangerously now, Sweet rest around cross and grave. A bell rings its length of time, Everything s..."></div> </div> </div>

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