Sunday, October 26, 2014

In the Fog

Hermann Hesse is one of my favorite poets and writers...he also was a great painter and artist. I truly believe the Retreat has many parts of his passion for creativity present.


























Strange, to wander in the fog.
Each bush and stone stands alone,
No tree sees the next one,
Each is alone.
My world was full of friends
When my life was filled with light,
Now as the fog descends
None is still to be seen.
Truly there is no wise man
Who does not know the dark
Which quietly and inescapably
Separates him from everything else.
Strange, to wander in the fog,
To live is to be alone.
No man knows the next man,
Each is alone.

Maybe we all need to be NOT so in the fog and pay attention to what is around us...the daily beauty of life and the elements.