“Weary wind, who wanderest
Like the world’s rejected guest
Hast thou still some secret nest
On the tree or billow?”
(P.B. Shelley in Tell me thou wanderers)
Montegnée (B)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"

“I have had my Seat on the Self-poised One,
I have drunk of the Cup of the Ineffable,
I have found the Key of the Mystery,
I have reached the Root of Union.
Travelling by no track, I have come to the Sorrowless Land: very
easily has the mercy of the great Lord come upon me.”
(R.Tagore in Songs of Kabir)
Liège (B)
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