No matter how deeply I go into myself
my God is dark, and like a webbing made
of a hundred roots, that drink in silence.--Rainer Maria Rilke
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Still Riding Rilke's Wings
Labels:
Iron John,
Poetry,
Quotes,
Rainer Maria Rilke,
Robert Bly,
The Wild Man
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