“Ah, where will I find flowers, come winter, and where the sunshine? Walls stand cold.”
More from Friedrich Hölderlin
“But where the danger is, also grows the saving power.”
“Look, the small village spreads out among meadows, relaxed. Quiet it’s here. From afar…”
“I go to the field where wild The lily grows, fearless, To the inaccessible Primordial…”
“Day now inclines to the present Earth.”