go out into your heart

the immense loneliness begins
Gouache and watercolor on paper, 2009

“You are not surprised at the force of the storm–
You have seen it growing

Now you must go out into your heart
as onto a vast plain. Now
the immense loneliness begins

The days go numb, the wind
sucks the world from your senses like withered leaves.

Through the empty branches the sky remains.
It is what you have…”

– Rilke’s Book of Hours II,1