From The Little Mermaid (*):
The sun rose out of the sea (*), its rays felt warm and soft on the deathly cold foam. But the little mermaid did not feel death, she saw the sun (*), and up above her floated hundreds of airy, transparent forms. [..]She is then told:
We carry the smell of flowers that refresh and heal the sick.The flowers placed on her lap were such a nice touch.
I did not see all of this in the photo I made as the sun rose on The Statue's 100th Birthday, but I do now.
No comments:
Post a Comment