I love the dark hours of my being
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that's wide and timeless.
The book of hours,
Love Poems to God
Rainer Maria Rilke
remark:
i had enough of them
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