i am looking at the beautiful fence with crimson-black spikes, inside of which are grapes with spotted spikes and velvet-feathered, inclined ferns and fluffy tufts, water-green and round.
[from stefan george's the book of hanging gardens]
In the sound of the Gion Shōja bells resounds the impermanence of all things.
The color of the sala flower reveals that the successful must fall.
The cocky ones do not last, they are like the dream on a spring night.
The mighty fall last, they are like dust before the wind.
DE-ÖKO006
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