Pondering

'tis day 36 of the Winter Feast For The Soul

However, I decided to read ahead, and was touched by this quote from their site

Day 38

To insist on a spiritual practice
That has served you in the past
Is to carry a raft on you back
After you have crossed the river.

Buddha

It drew me back to Rilke's reading, from A Year With Rilke, for February 13

                         The Buddha  

As if he were listening; stillness, distance.
We hold our breath and cease to hear it.
He is like a star surrounded
by other stars we cannot see.

He is all things. Do we really expect him
to notice us? What need could he have?
If we prostrated ourselves at his feet,
he would remain deep and calm like a cat.

For what threw us down before him
has circled in him for millions of years.
He, who has gone beyond all we can know
and knows what we never will.