Description of the artwork «Scylla and Charybdis»
And I went
in the warm litter
of his own soul.
(And knew that once
led Him here -
Gold - the Sea of the plain, –
amid the litter of longing and sorrow).
Homogeneous gold
clay fell off,
when I went up to the mountain
(I touched hands: live was like a song!)... ( Eigi)