. . . Whom should I turn to,
if not the one whose darkness
is darker than night, the only one
who keeps vigil with no candle,
and is not afraid—
the deep one, whose being I trust,
for it breaks through the
earth into trees,
and rises,
when I bow my head,
faint as a fragrance
from the soil. [II, 3]
Rainer Maria Rilke from Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macey
Spirituality Without Borders: Reflections on Spiritual Practice 
Thank you Rita. Thank you Rainer Maria Rilke for going straight to the heart of the matter – The Ineffable One, our Source – You, the Living Presence in all and everything.
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How good to hear from you, Brian. Thank you. I send blessings of rising.
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Rita, may you be wrapped in the beauty and glory of Easter! Love, Joyce
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