Christine Busta

(23 April 1915 - 3 December 1987 / Vienna)

Das Erbe - Poem by Christine Busta

Eh ich die Donau kannte
stand ich am Ufer des Jordan.
Schönbrunn war ein herrlicher Garten
aber der Engel rauschte
nur durch Gethsemanelaub


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, June 1, 2012


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