papier-mache,cardboard,wood,paint

papier-mache,cardboard,wood,paint

(Unintended interpretations #)
Resemble nothing that is ours
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.

(unintended interpretations #)
And my soul, unguarded,
would soar on widespread wings,
to live in a night's magical sphere
More profoundly, more variously.

h.h

beyond the cepheus

the solo player II