washed out the cloudy vase.
How easily the old clearness
leapt, like a practiced tiger, back inside it.
~ Jane Hirshfield
Happy are those who know:
Behind all words, the Unsayable stands;
And from that source alone, the Infinite
Crosses over to gladness, and us -
Free of our bridges
Built with the stone of distinctions;
So that always, within each delight,
We gaze at what is purely single and joined.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke