Another World
When you are old WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars (writen by William Butler Yeats)  Sometimes you come across an image that really 'hits' you. That's what happened to me when I found these images by Cebarre. They inspired me to make this page. And not just this page, a few pages! And still some ideas that so far only excist in my mind. Just click on one of the thumbnails to go to that page.
NOTE: I am very pleased to have permission to use this images from Cebarre, thank you so much for that!, However, please note that you can not simply use these images on your own site, so please don't do this without permission! If you also want to use these, or simular images, please visit: Cebarre's site and check out the conditions to do so. No alterations of the original images, no tubes, no change in any colors and any use for prints are allowed.
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