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Ponds Broken Off From the Sky

This reminds me of the poem Moving Forward by Rilke, particularly this:

With my senses, as with birds, I climb
into the windy heaven, out of the oak,
in the ponds broken off from the sky
my falling sinks, as if standing on fishes.

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