Thoughts & pictures: inseparable .
The German word, sehnsucht, is difficult to translate (I do love those words), but is the area of deep, bittersweet longing. One writer puts it, the “inconsolable longing in the human heart for we know not what.” Or another, as “a longing for a far-off country, but not one which we could identify."
C.S. Lewis described it as, "That unnameable something, desire for which pierces us like a rapier at the smell of bonfire, the sound of wild ducks flying overhead, the title of The Well at the World’s End, the opening lines of “Kubla Khan”, the morning cobwebs in late summer, or the noise of falling waves."
In "A Grief Exposed", Lewis says, "You can’t, in most things, get what you want if you want it too desperately..."
There is a bittersweet longing about this lonely, grey dawn on Lysterfield lake.