The blue hour
The night just loses its magic
and the day starts in cool blue.
Misty cloudy and completely without wind,
cool calm that begins in my soul
for the morning blue hour.
The Wadden Sea smooth as a mirror
lies in this calm, without wind
only a seagull sings,
in this cool calm.
In this cool foggy silence,
the magic of my dreams leaves me,
I lost myself in this cool mirror of calm
and do not see me ...
Empty eyes, throbbing heart
in this blue hour.
(Reiner Prigge)
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