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Though we've had to learn how flowering is fading, / somewhere lions still roam, unaware, / in their majesty, of any weakness. —R. M. Rilke (Duino Elegies, IV)
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Continuously confronted by creation, we see there / only a dimmed reflection of the free and open. / Or some dumb animal, with its calm eyes, / is seeing through and through us. / That’s our Fate, to be possessed by the opposite, / to see an inversion and nothing more. (DE VIII)
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