Hung on this wire, waited for the day I had to choose.
"Month by month things are losing their hardness; even my body now lets the light through; my spine is soft like wax near the flame of the candle. I dream; I dream."
from The Waves by Virginia Woolf
Submerged tree in the Green Lake. The Green Lake or Grüner See is a lake in Austria that dries out almost completely during fall, is used as a county park in winter and is famous for the underwater park which forms during spring due to the snow meltdown.
"…two thirds of all sorrow is homemade and, so far as the universe is concerned, unnecessary."
Aldous Huxley, Island
"How fragile we are, between the few good moments."
Jane Hirshfield, Vinegar and Oil