Frances Candler Della

Rainer Marie Rilke

Nature, the things we move among and use, are provisional and perishable,
but, so long as we are here, they
are our possessions and our friendship,
sharing the knowledge of our grief and gladness, as they have already been the
confidants of our forebears.
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