The blue of my eyes is extinguished in this night, the red gold of my heart. Georg Trakl blueextinguisheye Change image and share on social
Earlier lives drift by on silver soles, and the shadows of the damned descend into these sighing waters. Georg Trakl damndescenddrift Change image and share on social
Black frost. The ground is hard, the air tastes bitter. Your stars cluster in evil signs. Georg Trakl airbitterblack Change image and share on social
Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower. Georg Trakl autumnheadlow Change image and share on social
I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods. Georg Trakl drinkgodsilence Change image and share on social
When we are thirsty, we drink the white waters of the pool, the sweetness of our mournful childhood. Georg Trakl childhooddrinkmournful Change image and share on social
The near stillness recalls what is forgotten, extinct angels. Georg Trakl angelextinctforget Change image and share on social
Silently, God opens his golden eyes over the place of skulls. Georg Trakl eyegodgolden Change image and share on social
