Breath, you invisible poem! Pure, continuous exchange with all that is, flow and counterflow where rhythmically I come to be.
Each time a wave that occurs just once in a sea I discover I am. You, innermost of oceans, you, infinitude of space
How many far places were once within me. Some winds are like my own child.
When I breathe them now, do they know me again? Air, you silken surround, completion and seed of my words
Sonnets to Orpheus Rainer Maria Rilke translation by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy