By the riverbank, willows bend, draped in water’s embrace, the murmur of fish, the laughter of lilies, is the language of murmuring sighs seen in the splash of the sun.
- Tadeusz Różewicz
By the riverbank, willows bend, draped in water’s embrace, the murmur of fish, the laughter of lilies, is the language of murmuring sighs seen in the splash of the sun.