Silent friend of many distances, feel how your breath is enlarging space. Among the rafters of dark belfries let yourself ring. What preys on you will
strengthen from such nourishment. Come and go with metamorphosis. What's your most painful experience? If what you drink's bitter, turn to wine.
In this huge night, become the magic at the crossways of your senses. Be what their strange encounter means.
And if the earthly forgets you, say to the quiet earth: I flow. Speak to the rushing water -- say: I am.
--R.M. RilkeI'm a sucker for nature-touched poetry or quotes and this one is fantastic. (Makes me want to read Jonathan's copy of Rilke poetry). I found it by accident on a food blog while following a link about salmon and Anthony Bordain... it's amazing how little coincidences and digressions lead to fun and enlightening things.
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