By the brazier
forgetting the cold
asleep at night…
gathering violets in a field
seen in my dream.
Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.
Louis Kahan
Louis Kahan
My heart cannot embrace
the fullness of the world
yet I find myself
gazing at the moon
more than I should.
In a mountain hut
at a break in the wall
a grasshopper
invites the moon in
with a chirp.
