• You who let yourselves feel: enter the breathing
    That is more than your own.
    Let it brush your cheeks
    As it divides and rejoins behind you.

    The trees you planted in childhood have grown
    Too heavy. You cannot bring them along.
    Give yourselves to the air, to what you cannot hold.

    Rainer Maria Rilke (2005). “In Praise of Mortality: Selections from Rainer Maria Rilke's Duino Elegies and Sonnets to Orpheus”, Riverhead Books (Hardcover)