The earth bestows

Powerful, insightful words (on many levels) by Rilke from ‘Sonnets to Orpheus’ (1922) …

“In spite of all the farmer’s work and worry, he can’t reach down to where the seed is slowly transmuted into summer.

The earth bestows.”

New Life

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