The light died in the low clouds. Falling snow drank in the dusk. Shrouded in silence, the branches wrapped me in their peace. When the boundaries were erased, once again the wonder: that *I* exist.
Dag HammarskjoldAbout author
- Author's profession: Diplomat
- Nationality: swedish
- Born: July 29, 1905
- Died: September 18, 1961