A collection of waterscapes

picked up on 18 October 2009 in

the Sachsenwald (Saxon Forest)

Vor lauter Lauschen und Staunen sei still,

du mein tieftiefes Leben;

daß du weißt, was der Wind dir will,

eh noch die Birken beben.

Und wenn dir einmal das Schweigen sprach,

laß deine Sinne besiegen.

Jedem Hauche gieb dich, gieb nach,

er wird dich lieben und wiegen.

Und dann meine Seele sei weit, sei weit,

daß dir das Leben gelinge,

breite dich wie ein Federkleid

über die sinnenden Dinge.

-Rainer Maria Rilke-

With A Water-Lily

See, dear, what thy lover brings;

'Tis the flower with the white wings.

Buoyed upon the quiet stream

In the spring it lay adream.

Homelike to bestow this guest,

Lodge it, dear one, in thy breast;

There its leaves the secret keep

Of a wave both still and deep.

Child, beware the tarn-fed stream;

Danger, danger, there to dream!

Though the sprite pretends to sleep,

And above the lilies peep.

Child, thy bosom is the stream;

Danger, danger, there to dream!

Though above the lilies peep,

And the sprite pretends to sleep.

-Henric Ibsen-

Edvard Grieg's composition on this poem:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBKJC3sGjBI

A bit further along at the second bridge.