Quote by R.P.T. (Robert Peter Tristram) C

Nothing is lost yet, nothing broken,and yet the cold blue word is spoken:say goodbye now to the Sun,the days of love and leaves are done.

Nothing is lost yet, nothing broken,and yet the cold blue wo

Summary

This quote reflects the bittersweet realization that a chapter of joy and vitality is coming to an end. Although nothing has been physically lost or broken, the "cold blue word" alludes to the impending arrival of winter. It symbolically represents the moment when one must let go of the warmth and beauty of the sun, signifying the conclusion of a time characterized by love and vibrant growth, perhaps hinting at the onset of a more melancholic period.

By R.P.T. (Robert Peter Tristram) C

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