.
.
As you once found me,
I was small, so small
yet blooms appeared
Just be quiet within yourself.
.
I was a nameless and small
and longed so deeply
until you said that I am too big
for any name:
.
For, it seems, I am one
with myth, with May, and with the sea,
and like the living fragrance of the wine
that strengthens the soul ...
.
Rainer Maria Rilke
from The Early Poems
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