“i believe in all that has never yet been spoken.
i want to free what waits within me
so that what no one has dared to wish for

may for once spring clear
without my contriving.

may what I do flow from me like a river,
no forcing and no holding back,
the way it is with children.

then in these swelling and ebbing currents,
these deepening tides moving out, returning,
i will sing you as no one ever has,

streaming through widening channels
into the open sea.”

rainer maria rilke, book of hours