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The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. ~ Marcel Proust

Rainer Maria Rilke - Buddha in Glory

[...]

Now you feel how nothing clings to you;
your vast shell reaches into endless space,
and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow.
Illuminated in your infinite peace,

a billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
will be, when all the stars are dead.




Walt Whitman - Song of Myself



I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
[...]

My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing
of blood and air through my lungs,
[...]

A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms,
[...]

The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising
from bed and meeting the sun.