Tunes for a Monday Morning
If we surrendered

Early morning mist. Stillness. Silence.

Nattadon

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“Were it possible for us to see further than our knowledge reaches, and yet a little way beyond the outworks of our divinings, perhaps we would endure our sadnesses with greater confidence than our joys. For they are the moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown; our feelings grow mute in shy perplexity, everything in us withdraws, a stillness comes, and the new, which no one knows, stands in the midst of it and is silent.”  - Rainer Maria Rilke (Letters to a Young Poet)

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