Sunday, December 29, 2019

–Rainer Maria Rilke


Be the mystery.

In this uncontainable night,
be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,
the meaning discovered there.

And if the world has ceased to hear you,
say to the silent earth: I flow.

To the rushing water, speak: I am.

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