\nDer bestiet in Ljochtynfal,
\nMiddeis yn de Wintertiid -
\nDy\u2019t oermannet, as de Galm
\nFan in Tsjerklik Liet -<\/p>\n
Himelsk Letsel is \u00fas diel -
\nDat gjin groeden achterlit,
\nOars as ynderlik ferskil,
\nD\u00ear\u2019t Betsjutting sit -<\/p>\n
Nimmen \u00fbnderwiist it - Wat ek -
\nMajesteitlik bin\u2019 wy knoeid -
\n\u2019t Is de Wanhoop Segele,
\nUs fan Boppen stjoerd -<\/p>\n
As it komt, l\u00fastert it Oml\u00e2n -
\nSkaden - sykhelje net mear -
\nAs it giet, is \u2019t as de Ofst\u00e2n
\nBy it sjen fan Dea -<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
There\u2019s a certain Slant of light,
\nWinter Afternoons -
\nThat oppresses, like the Heft
\nOf Cathedral Tunes -<\/p>\n
Heavenly Hurt, it gives us -
\nWe can find no scar,
\nBut internal difference,
\nWhere the Meanings, are -<\/p>\n
None may teach it - Any -
\n\u2019Tis the Seal Despair -
\nAn imperial affliction
\nSent us of the Air -<\/p>\n
When it comes, the Landscape listens -
\nShadows - hold their breath -
\nWhen it goes, \u2019tis like the Distance
\nOn the look of Death -<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
F320 (J258)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Der bestiet in Ljochtynfal, Middeis yn de Wintertiid - Dy\u2019t oermannet, as de Galm Fan in Tsjerklik Liet - Himelsk Letsel is \u00fas diel - Dat gjin groeden achterlit, Oars as ynderlik ferskil, D\u00ear\u2019t Betsjutting sit - Nimmen \u00fbnderwiist … Fierder l\u00eaze