I am a way of preparing you
And I smile gently when you stray;
I know that out of loneliness
You will emerge into that greatest happiness
And will take my hands.
I walk with you through all prose
And obliquely teach you
the deep lesson in every fate.
Which is: to see in each small rose
The great Spring's unfolding.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
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