Unidentified webbing. Probably a butterfly cocoon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
No matter how deeply I go down into myself my God is dark, and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.
– Rainer Maria Rilke
The night will give you a horizon wider than you can see.
– David Whyte
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