After the summer: Our ruin turned into a castle (a true little story) - Sophia Hörmann
Sophia Hörmann--Our ruin turned into a castle (a true little story)
At first I noticed this old ruin – or whatever it has been – grey and black and dead.
But it had produced an impression on me.
Beside it – a small house with colourful art.
With big letters saying: MIR
Also many windows. Each one was long and large and dark.
It seemed so empty and filled with loneliness.
After some days very slowly the ruin turned into a beautiful castle because every evening there was one of us sitting at a window, looking out of it and personified an indescribable beauty.
“I think all together we are able to make the saddest place smile and shine – I´m sure!”
Sophia Hörmann, Austrian group
At first I noticed this old ruin – or whatever it has been – grey and black and dead.
But it had produced an impression on me.
Beside it – a small house with colourful art.
With big letters saying: MIR
Also many windows. Each one was long and large and dark.
It seemed so empty and filled with loneliness.
After some days very slowly the ruin turned into a beautiful castle because every evening there was one of us sitting at a window, looking out of it and personified an indescribable beauty.
“I think all together we are able to make the saddest place smile and shine – I´m sure!”
Sophia Hörmann, Austrian group
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peacecamp,
Montag, 28. März 2005, 12:08
“I think all together we are able to make the saddest place smile and shine – I´m sure!”
how true!
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