I am too alone in this world,

and not alone enough to make

every moment holy.

I am too tiny in this world,

and not tiny enough,

just to lie before you like a thing,

shrewd and secretive.

I want my own will,

and I want simply to be with my will

as it goes towards action.

And in the silent,

sometimes hardly moving times

when something is coming near,

I want to be with those who know

secret things, or else alone.

                 – Rainer Maria Rilke