Jürgen Wagner

A Winter morning

 

I open the door and see a white blanket
A bright shining light in every ankle
Snow densely 's falling, the sky is unfold
Nobody's there, who's yet feeling cold

I trudge through the snow and feel a soft wind
The chillness is slowly reaching my skin
Trees are enchanted, my breath is severe
Silence is spread - this is, what I hear

I smell the dry air and run down the lane
The fields around me lie bright and plane
I return to my home, I enter the room
Warmth receives me, disappeared has the gloom

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 02/01/2015.

 

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Kraftorte der Natur im Spiegel der Volksmärchen von Jürgen Wagner



10 Kraftplätze (Bach, Berg, Baum, Brunnen, See, Wald, Höhle, Sumpf, Hügel und sakraler Ort) mit 12 Märchen erzählt und ausgelegt

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