Schreiber

Silent friend from such great distances, feel
how your breath still makes this space greater.
In the beams of the darkened bellframe
let yourself ring. The thing that gnaws you down

will become a strength through its devouring.
Go in and out of metamorphosis.
What is your most painful experience?
If your drink is bitter to you, become wine.

Be, in this night of excess
sorcery, at the crossroads of your senses,
the meaning of your strange meeting.

And if all that is earthly forgets you,
say to the silent earth, "I flow,"
to the swift-flowing water, speak the word: I am.

--Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus II.29 (1922)

I've been kinda in a Good Friday mood (Good Friday Mode?), so here's my ramblings:

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