"The real trick to life is not to be in the know, but to be in the mystery."
-Fred Alan Wolf

15 March 2016


Tanner, The Sands of New Jersey, 1896

Dove that ventured outside,        
flying far from the dovecote:
housed and protected again,    
one with the day, the night,
knows what serenity is,              
for she has felt her wings
pass through all distance and fear      
in the course of her wanderings.

The doves that remained at home,    
never exposed to loss,
innocent and secure,              
cannot know tenderness;
only the won-back heart              
can ever be satisfied: free,
through all it has given up,                
to rejoice in its mastery.

Being arches itself                
over the vast abyss.
Ah the ball that we dared,    
that we hurled into infinite space,
Doesn’t it fill our hands            
differently with its return:
heavier by the weight            
of where it has been.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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