Poetry

It is wonderful to wander in the fog!
Every stone and every bush is alone,
No tree sees another tree,
All are alone.

Life was bright for me
When my world was full of friends;
Now the fog has fallen,
Nothing is visible anymore.

Poet: [ Hermann Hesse / Germany-Switzerland, 1877-1962 ]

A nurse who is interested in poetry and literature and works in the field of yoga and meditation 🤍 🧘🏻‍♂️☕️📚

Great share, Hamed. I lived near Dusseldorf for a while. Herman Hesse is a hero there.

54 $degen

A magazine filled with (onchain) poetry. A fund to support poets.

He is an epic for the whole world and has many fans. In literature, borders have no meaning