Black pines above an opal tarn
And the grey cliff above the pines
And the clouds above the cliff,
Rose-hued with a hidden sunset ....
O longed-for place beyond the world!
Let love attain thy tranquil harmony,
Let love be high and everlasting
And perfect as thou art.
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Printed on: December 22, 2024