Hermann Hesse on Skis
Hermann Hesse on Skis
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Followed the seasons
To a sacred place
Place of wisdom
Healing Grace
A man from the East
Without words did speak
Made me face truth
Without mystique
In his cave
My spirit did rest
Hesse expressed
Experience would
Be my true test
Hesse on a mountain
Fitted with skis
Showed me acceptance
Compassions
Warm healing breeze
He looked into my eyes
He gave me a gift
A hearty young tree
To love and to nourish.
Holding my tree
My spirits did lift
The tree was my life
I could see
As Hesse's eyes
Looked at me
Magically
He said
"Take care of
Your life
force tree."
He looked
in my eyes
He said
"My home is
your home
Come any
Time your
Always
Welcome
To Stay"
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