FAR out in the wide sea - where the water is blue as the loveliest cornflower, and clear as the purest crystal, where it is so deep that very many church towers must be heaped one upon another, in order to reach from the lowest depth to the surface above - dwell the mer people.
NOW YOU MUST NOT IMAGINE THAT THERE IS NOTHING BUT SAND BELOW THE WATER.
No indeed. Far from it !
Trees and plants of wondrous beauty grow there, whose stems and leaves are so light that they are waved to and fro by the slightest motion of the water, almost as if they were living beings.
Fishes, great and small, glide in and out amongst the branches, just as birds fly about among our trees.
This is the beginning of the fairy tale" THE LITTLE MERMAID " by Hans Christian Anderson.
I love these words and the mer people and their world since my childhood. There was a moment when I wanted to rather live there.
I love these words and the mer people and their world since my childhood. There was a moment when I wanted to rather live there.
Would it not be nice to be as light as this and see your shadow below you gliding slowly over the rocks in crystal clear water.?
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