Das Bild erinnert mich an die alte Bob Dylan Nummer:

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death and men who are fighting to be warm
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully, and took my crown of thorns
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

Now the bonds are broken, but they can be re-tied
One more journey to the woods, the holes where spirits hide,
It's a never-ending battle, for a peace that's always torn,
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

Well the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, "Is it hopeless and forlorn?"
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

Now there’s a wall between us, something there's been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think it all began on an uneventful morn,
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm."

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24.06.2009
sehr schön gefällt mir ..:)

Lg
[gone] martrini *new*
24.06.2009
auch wenn du dich im studio wohler fühlst als draussen, deine outdoor bilder sind klasse!
fantastisches bild, und das model kann sich sehen lassen!! :-)
like it!
lg tina
GEIL!!!!! könnt ja glatt von mir sein.. *gg*
nein schaut supi aus! habts gut gmacht ihr zwei!
ich hab ja gleich gesagt das das geil aussieht, hör auf dein Mädl Günter *gg*
es ist fantastisch geworden, daugt ma voi

wieder eine sehr gute Outdooraufnahme
sehr gute fotografische Leistung!!!!!

i love it
Warum fühlst Dich nicht wohl draußen - die Ergebnisse sind ja eh klasse!! Cool!
Aber gut, ich als "Strobist" würd mich in einem professionellen Studio anfangs auch unwohl (und vermutlich überfordert) fühlen. Aber nix is beständiger als die Veränderung! Da muss man durch! ;o)
Greetz,
Max
23.06.2009
Schrill, cool und... du kannst es auch draußen^^
Lg Melanie
Danke. Obwohl ich schon merke, dass ich mich im Studio wohler fühle als draußen ;-)
kommt gut....
freu mich echt schon auf unser shooting :-) teil 2....

lg
eva
23.06.2009
Cool ! Mal was anderes von dir !? Klasse ! Lg.r.

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