Only in our doing can we grasp You
Only with our hands can we illuminate You
The mind is but our visitor
It thinks us out of our world.
Each mind fabricates itself
It sets its limits, for we have made them.
And just when we would flee them, You come
and make Yourself an offering.
I don't want to think a place for You
Speak to me from everywhere
Your gospel can be comprehended
without looking for its source
when I go towards You
it is with my whole life.
Rainer Marie Rilke
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