Lightspectral
Dancing with the morning light
Here again my Ginkgo tree...
To honour the Ginkgo, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote the following poem:
GINKGO BILOBA
The leaf of this Eastern tree
Which has been entrusted to my garden
Offers a feast of secret significance,
For the edification of the initiate.
Is it one living thing
That has become divided within itself?
Are these two who have chosen each other,
So that we know them as one?
I think I have found the right answer
To these questions;
Do my songs not make you feel
That I am both one and twain?
(J.W. v. Goethe)
Dancing with the morning light
Here again my Ginkgo tree...
To honour the Ginkgo, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote the following poem:
GINKGO BILOBA
The leaf of this Eastern tree
Which has been entrusted to my garden
Offers a feast of secret significance,
For the edification of the initiate.
Is it one living thing
That has become divided within itself?
Are these two who have chosen each other,
So that we know them as one?
I think I have found the right answer
To these questions;
Do my songs not make you feel
That I am both one and twain?
(J.W. v. Goethe)