Weekend quote – Olav Hauge
This morning, when I woke up, the windows were covered in frost.
But I radiated memory of my good dream.
The wood-stove too purred with joy and spread warmth
From the log that made his night so pleasant.
This morning, when I woke up, the windows were covered in frost.
But I radiated memory of my good dream.
The wood-stove too purred with joy and spread warmth
From the log that made his night so pleasant.