Reasons why I love the Haindl, Part II
September 11, 2008 § 3 Comments
Of all the Fools in all the decks, I love this one the most.
The Haindl Fool possesses such purity and grace. His expression conveys both sadness and wonder, such aching joy for all that the world holds – from the blood pulsing beneath a swan’s white feathers, to the slow invisible movement of planets in the sky. And here he stands before it, inadequate in his patchwork and bells, with the realisation that he is small, human, humble and nothing – in the face of the incomprehensible beauty of everything.
I am a fool, he says, for believing I knew anything.