Happy are those who know
behind all words, the Unsayable stands,
and from that source, the Infinite
crosses over to gladness, and us.
Free of those bridges we raise
with constructed distinctions;
so that always, in each separate joy,
we gaze at the single, wholly mutual core.
Grace is not something to be acquired from others.
If it is external, it is useless.
All that is necessary is to know its existence in you.
Rainer Maria Rilke