"… How he submitted–. Loved.
Loved his interior world, his interior wilderness,
that primal forest inside him, where among decayed
treetrunks
his heart stood, light-green …"
Loved his interior world, his interior wilderness,
that primal forest inside him, where among decayed
treetrunks
his heart stood, light-green …"
– Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Duino Elegies – The Third Elegy”, translated by Stephen Mitchell
