Moon in the night
glittering snow
into eternity sinking flakes.
Such things were drinking the child´s dark eyes.

What happened, it is not
and what there will be: who knows?
But it is and it was and will be shining in the night
from the fires of the stone to the doors of the wind.

31.12.01 Klaus Wachowski

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Line breaks added. --JoeClone