A poem by German poet, Rilke, about the carousel in the Jardin du Luxembourg in Paris. I remember this being read to me in my final year at school by my brilliant and funny German teacher. Inspired by him, I went on to study German at university.
I found out a couple of years ago that he had passed away, way too early.
You only get a few of those teachers in life. My kids have been taught by one or two. They make a real impact.