Chasmic Spirituality

In this episode, I read and reflect on a passage from Rainer Maria Rilke’s “Book of Hours: Love Poems to God.”

“But when I lean over the chasm of myself—
It seems
My God is dark
And like a web: a hundred roots
Silently drinking.
This is the ferment I grow out of.
More I don’t know, because my branches
Rest in deep silence, stirred only by the wind.”