ohmaan

Wild Strawberries

In east on 02/21/2011 at 5:27 pm

 

Where is the friend I seek at break of day?
When night falls I still have not found Him.
My burning heat shows me His traces
I see His traces whenever flowers bloom
His love is mingled with every air.

Ingmar Bergman

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