Rainer Maria Rilke, “Death”
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Before us great Death stands Our fate held close within his quiet hands. When with proud joy we lift Life’s red wine To drink deep of the mystic shining cup And ecstasy through all our being leaps— Death bows his … Read More

Rainer Maria Rilke, “Death”
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 Before us great Death stands  Our fate held close within his quiet hands.  When with proud joy we lift Life’s red wine  To drink deep of the mystic shining cup  And ecstasy through all our being leaps—  Death bows his … Read More