Herzog, one of the most renowned German directors
century, set out on
a walk across Europe to visit his friend
a well respected film critic, who he believed to be dying.
Walked in another direction
this morning, to a tract on the eastern
town, where the sun scorched a mountain's summit
ninety-three million miles apart.
road horn bellows over fields, disturbing a conference
I am on the path
of years ago
who didn't speak this
and deeper recesses of
'There are many, many
worlds,' he told me.
'One day you will see that the many worlds
are separated by little more than a dream.'
black iridescent feathers reflect Icarus'
eye seeing the "herded
mountains, streaming in the morning."