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World was in the face of the beloved –, but suddenly it poured out and was gone: world is outside, world can not be grasped. Why didn’t I, from the full, beloved face as I raised it to my lips, why didn’t I drink world, so near that I could almost taste it? Ah, I [...]

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Dear Ones, Each time that I read Rainer Maria Rilke I am touched.  Sometimes there are tears of joy, sometimes tears of knowing.  Always I feel as if we are peering through the same window of Life and he has put what my heart feels onto paper.  When I find music that I like, I [...]

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You, darkness, of whom I am born – I love you more than the flame that limits the world to the circle it illumines and excludes all the rest. But the darkness embarces everything: shapes and shadows, creatures and me, people, nations–just as they are. It lets me imagine a great presence stirring beside me. [...]

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No one lives his life. Disguised since childhood, haphazardly assembled from voices and fears and little pleasures, we come of age as masks. Our true face never speaks. Somewhere there must be storehouses where all these lives are laid away like suits of armor or old carriages or clothes hanging limply on the walls. Maybe [...]

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Nobody can advise and help you, nobody. There is only one single means. Go inside yourself. Discover the motive that bids you write; examine whether it sends its roots down to the deepest places of your heart, confess to yourself whether you would have to die if writing were denied you. This before all: ask [...]

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Sonnets to Orpheus, Part Two, XXIX Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell.  As you ring, what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change. What is it like, such intensity [...]

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Sonnets to Orpheus, Part One, IV You who let yourselves feel: enter the breathing that is more than your own. Let it brush your cheeks as it divides and rejoins beside you. Blessed ones, whole ones, you where the heart begins: You are the bow that shoots the arrows and you are the target. Fear [...]

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