Ho Scale Equals To Model Scale

i8kitsune8i @ 2009-08-05T15: 58:00

written in sand

that the beautiful and captivating
only a breath and chill it,
that the delicious, delightful,
Holde without a period is:
cloud, flower, soap bubble,
fireworks and children's laughter,
woman look in the mirror glass
and many other wonderful things
that they pass away almost discovered,
only moment of time.
just a perfume and winds blowing,
oh, we know it with sorrow,
and Everlasting, is rigid
we are not so intimately expensive
gem with a cool fire,
glossy heavy gold bars;
even the stars, not to count
remain distant and strange, they are like us
not ephemeral reach, not the
secrets of your hearts.
No, it seems the most sincerely beautiful, lovable

inclined to corruption, always close to dying.
And the most precious;
the sounds of music, which hasten away in the making
already, pass on,
only labor, streams, hunting
and fanned by gentle sadness, because even on
heartbeat duration
let them adhere to capture;
clay to clay, hard hit,
fades away, and already runs on.
is what our hearts to the fugitives,
is the flowing, life
loyal and brotherly,
not the parties, duration bold.
We soon exhausted the remaining,
rock and star world, and Jewels,
us in eternal change driving
wind and bubbles souls
time weds, duration lots
which dew on the leaf of the rose,
those of a bird courtship,
Clouds play a dying
Schneegeflimmer, rainbows, butterflies
, flown away, which
a laugh Läuten,
das uns im Vorübergehen
kaum gestreift, ein Fest bedeuten
oder wehtun kann. Wir lieben
was uns gleich ist, und verstehn,
was der Wind in Sand geschrieben.

                                                                                                                           Hermann Hesse