Sunday, July 20, 2008

The Sunbeams Like a Silvery Web...



Like a dusky dream. Huge masses of light gushing at times from the valleys like a golden river, then clouds again, hanging on the highest peak, then climbing down the forest slowly into the valley or sinking and rising in the sunbeams like a flying silvery web; not a sound, no movement, no birds, nothing but the wailing of the wind, sometimes near, sometimes far...

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~ Text: Georg B├╝chner, Lenz, 1839

~ Image: "Complete Solar Halo" from the Larousse Encyclopedia by Lucien Rudaux, 1959