Fullness of time (Ø 32 cm)

Wooden wall clock
I wove a wreath, as green as moss, I entwined an endless circle, verdant in winter or summer, endless in time, I bound a circle of sacred songs, chanting how one ceases only for another to begin and that knowledge is woven into the circle, under a thread there lay the fir twigs as if plaits, with every strand I inweave the visible along with invisible and so the four worlds are within – two of those tell about the alternation of all things, they speak about the movement between the dark and the light, as this is the way how the circle embodies the sky of the daytime with the Sun as well as the sky of the night with the Moon, this is how the circle goes round, enfolding other two worlds on the Earth – above the first one of them soars a golden bird, in his sight red berries and white nuts ripen, he flies and listens to the rattle of the seeds in the head of linen and he knows about the another world underwater, on its dusky bottom a silver fish glides, in her own silence she wafts in the garden knowing how all these four worlds into one interflow, yielding the ground to one another yet remaining in their own places at the same time. Full of Life is this wreath and it crowns the human heart.
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I wove a wreath, as green as moss, I entwined an endless circle, verdant in winter or summer, endless in time, I bound a circle of sacred songs, chanting how one ceases only for another to begin and that knowledge is woven into the circle, under a thread there lay the fir twigs as if plaits, with every strand I inweave the visible along with invisible and so the four worlds are within – two of those tell about the alternation of all things, they speak about the movement between the dark and the light, as this is the way how the circle embodies the sky of the daytime with the Sun as well as the sky of the night with the Moon, this is how the circle goes round, enfolding other two worlds on the Earth – above the first one of them soars a golden bird, in his sight red berries and white nuts ripen, he flies and listens to the rattle of the seeds in the head of linen and he knows about the another world underwater, on its dusky bottom a silver fish glides, in her own silence she wafts in the garden knowing how all these four worlds into one interflow, yielding the ground to one another yet remaining in their own places at the same time. Full of Life is this wreath and it crowns the human heart.
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Description

Wishing the time of fullness and the fullness of time. the colour of the wood and the hands can be chosen.
We create the wall clocks that turn time into hours of birds and bees and beloved places. Have the fullness of time at home or share it as a gift.

The clock-face is a wooden fretwork to rest Your eyes at.
The hands move silently. The clock mechanism is made in Germany.

Additional information

Weight 0.500 kg
Wood colour

bright, dark

Hands

black, orange, silver

Size

32.0 x 4.0 x 32.0 cm

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