Blue summer night sensation


Through blue summer nights I will pass along paths,
Pricked by wheat, trampling short grass:
Dreaming, I will feel coolness underfoot,
Will let breezes bathe my bare head.

Not a word, not a thought:
Boundless love will surge through my soul,
And I will wander far away, a vagabond
in Nature - as happily as with a woman.

Arthur Rimbaud - March 1870

Blue Meadow, Store Blå Kilde, Rold, Denmark

(Nikon D700, Nikkor VR 70-200/2,8 II, iso 200, tripod)

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