Only an independent observer would be able to judge nature, for example God. In this poem the independent power is the witch who cooks her soup of nature, she knows what ingredients she needs to add.
I have been there once for vacation, but I was too little. It was twelve years ago, when I was still a child. I went there with mom and dad and all I cared about is beach and sand, no culture.
We checked in, took a refreshing hot shower and were really happy about our accommodation. As it was late, we took another ride to some restaurant. When we payed the driver he told us that he had no change. |
