I love the dark hours of my being


I love the dark hours of my being

in which my senses drop into the deep.

I have found in them, as in old letters,

My private life, that is already lived through,

And become wide and powerful now, like legends.

Then I know that there is room in me

For a second huge and timeless life.

– Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Robert Bly)

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