Carpe Diem #855 Meadow(s).
looking into clouds
dreaming about love in hearts
caressed by meadows
Walther von der Vogelweide came to my mind:
“Under the lime tree
On the heather,
Where we had shared a place of rest,
Still you may find there,
Flowers crushed and grass down-pressed.
Beside the forest in the vale,
Sweetly sang the nightingale.”
Under der linden
an der heide,
dâ unser zweier bette was,
dâ muget ir vinden
gebrochen bluomen unde gras.
Vor dem walde in einem tal,
schône sanc diu nahtegal.
Gorgeous and sensual.
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