Everywhere transience is plunging into the depths of Being… It is our task to imprint this temporary, perishable earth into ourselves so deeply, so painfully and passionately, that its essence can rise again, “invisibly,” inside us. We are the bees of the invisible. We wildly collect the honey of the visible, to store it in the great golden hive of the invisible.
—Rainer Maria Rilke, writing to his Polish translator about writing the Duino Elegies
Painting: Isaac Levitan (Russian, 1860-1900) Water Lilies, Oil on canvas, 1895. With thanks to arsvitaest.