Break the Glass

 

 

Listen to EVENSONG here

Through the empty branches the sky remains.
It is what you have.
Be earth now, and EVENSONG.
Be the ground lying under that sky.
Be modest now, like a thing
ripened until it is real,
so that he who began it all
can feel you when he reaches for you.

from

Onto a Vast Plain by Rainer Maria Rilke