Mark Lager

“From the still heart of darkness two notes echoed forth, one low, one high- and the eternal globe immediately spun into motion. Blessed be the first octave that opened this heavenly hymn! Let it gather the days from sabbath to sabbath into its magic web. It sings from the hills to the valleys, from the springs to the streams, from the streams to the rivers, from the rivers to the seas; its music trembles through the air and sets the budding flowers ashimmer. The earth's quivering breast heaves a sigh of love, and the chorus of stars reverberates through infinity, now receding, now returning back on itself, now contracting, now expanding, scattering the seeds of new creations far and wide.”
― Gérard de Nerval, Aurélia

“Knulp said: “Every human being has his own soul, he can’t mix it with any other. Two people can meet, they can talk with one another, they can be close together. But their souls are like flowers, each rooted to its place. One can’t go to another, because it would have to break away from its roots, and that it can’t do. Flowers send out their scent and their seeds, because they would like to go to each other; but a flower can’t do anything to make a seed go to its right place; the wind does that, and the wind comes and goes where it pleases.”
― Hermann Hesse, Knulp

“The trees which you planted as a child
Have long since grown too heavy; you do not deceive them.
But the winds ... but the spaces ...
Raise no monument. For it is the roses
Which salute Him year by year with their petals.
This, you see, is Orpheus”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus

“We dream of a journey through the universe. But is the universe then not in us? We do not know the depths of our spirit. Inward goes the secret path. Eternity with its worlds, the past and future, is in us or nowhere.”
― Novalis, Heinrich von Ofterdingen / Novalis ; mit einem Nachwort herausgegeben von Karl von Hollander. 1917 [Leather Bound]