May someone continue, team from Novalis ?

state of temporary events,was blaiben?what is time?

Sfinx didn't answer.This time Sfinx didn't answer.

Flowers said far... .

Mountains said wind.

She said: where is beyond a wind ?

Clouds said: sky's.

Swallow said a Sun,Moon said a flower.

Time Sfinx said.

Hyacinth said nothing becouse tears said what is far?

Stars with butterfly she said plant a taers... .

Hyacinth looked at Blossom.Sfinx said maybe,only what,guess... ?

No a raven said.

Headgehog with a bear,conversations.

Moon with hair,Sun with day,she with earth... .

Weight...

May someone continue, team from Novalis ?
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

A stately pleasure-dome decree :

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran

Through caverns measureless to man

Down to a sunless sea.

So twice five miles of fertile ground

With walls and towers were girdled round :

And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,

Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;

And here were forests ancient as the hills,

Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.



But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted

Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover !

A savage place ! as holy and enchanted

As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted

By woman wailing for her demon-lover !

And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,

As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,

A mighty fountain momently was forced :

Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst

Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,

Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail :

And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever

It flung up momently the sacred river.

Five miles meandering with a mazy motion

Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,

Then reached the caverns measureless to man,

And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean :

And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far

Ancestral voices prophesying war !

The shadow of the dome of pleasure

Floated midway on the waves ;

Where was heard the mingled measure

From the fountain and the caves.

It was a miracle of rare device,

A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice !

A damsel with a dulcimer

In a vision once I saw :

It was an Abyssinian maid,

And on her dulcimer she played,

Singing of Mount Abora.

Could I revive within me

Her symphony and song,

To such a deep delight 'twould win me,

That with music loud and long,

I would build that dome in air,

That sunny dome ! those caves of ice !

And all who heard should see them there,

And all should cry, Beware ! Beware !

His flashing eyes, his floating hair !

Weave a circle round him thrice,

And close your eyes with holy dread,

For he on honey-dew hath fed,

And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Reply:It's all in your head. I'm not even going to try to understand this.
Reply:Did you know that Novalis was reincarnated as Lama Anagarika Govinda? I met him in Alomora. A remarkable man. He awakened my way-seeking mind.
Reply:You wasted 5 points on that! I earned 2 for telling you! lol xx