Siddhartha's-Translation Classics Library (004)

Author: Goethe
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Publish Date: 2006-08-01
Features: On the tenth of May, an incomparably wondrous joy permeated my entire soul, just as I wholeheartedly admired this sweet spring morning. I share the joy of life here, a place created for souls like mine. My dear friend, I am truly blessed, completely immersed in the quiet delights, and my art cannot flourish. I cannot paint now, not a single stroke can I draw, yet I have never experienced a greater painter's life than at this very moment. When mist rises gently from the beautiful mountain gorges, the sun hangs high above the dense forest canopy, with only a few rays of sunlight sneaking into the deep shade, I lie by the babbling brook, reclining in the deep grass, close to the ground, admiring the myriad shapes and varieties of the fine grasses. I feel my heart closer to the bustling little world among the grasses, closer to the countless insects and gnats of diverse forms. At this moment, I sense the omnipotent...