We are right at the beginning, you see.
As if before everything. With
a thousand and one dreams behind us and
I can think of no knowledge more sacred
That you must become one who begins.
One who writes the first word behind
Then think on life itself. Remember that men
have many inflated gestures and unimaginably
grandiose words. If they were, if only for a time,
as calm and as deep as the beautiful saints of Marco
Basaiti, then behind them too you would find
the landscape they have in common.
--from 'Notes on the Melody of Things'; Rainer Maria Rilke (trans by Maurice Blitz)
|[St Jerome; Marco Basaiti]|