Regine Ramseier - Windstill
- saarisweg
- Mar 15, 2015
- 1 min read
"About 2,000 withered dandelion flowers commute light and lively from the ceiling. A symbol of death and rebirth. A symbol of impermanence. Pause a moment. Hold your breath. Arrested in my memory. They will not return. But the golden meadows, this I know, the dandelions, they will return next spring."
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