The soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parks
And far beyond the discords of the wind.


Collected poems (ed. 1954)


The soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parks And far beyond the discords of the wind.

The soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parks And far beyond the discords of the wind.

The soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parks And far beyond the discords of the wind.

The soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parks And far beyond the discords of the wind.