“Where all the cars have been stripped between the gates of night I see the trembling lion with the lotus flower tail And then I kissed your lips as I lift your veil.”
"The wind blows out of the gates of the day,The wind blows over the lonely of heart,And the lonely of heart is withered away.While the faeries dance in a place apart ..."(W.B. Yeats in The wind blows ...)Herstal (B)