jan 12 2009: 99/365

but when i lean over the chasm of myself,

it seems

my god is dark

and like a web: a hundred roots silently drinking

 

this is the ferment i grow out of

 

more, i don't know, because my branches rest in deep silence,

stirred only by the wind.

 

~from The Book of Hours - Rilke

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