Rainer marie Rilke

"This is my daily work over which any shadow lies like a shell

And even if I'm like leaves and loam wherever I pray or paint
It becomes sunday once again and in the valley I'm the voice of a praising 
jerusalem...

I'm the proud city of the lord, and speak of Him in a hundred toungues
Davids gratitute has resounded within me' I lay in twilights of sounding harps 
and in breathed the evening star.

My paths lead to the east- and if long ago the people forsook me
They did It so I might grow, and widen my solitudes
From one new beginning to the next....