Losing too is still ours; and even forgetting <br />still has a shape in the kingdom of transformation. <br />When something's let go of, it circles; and though we are <br />rarely the center <br />of the circle, it draws around us its unbroken, marvelous <br />curve.<br /><br />Rainer Maria Rilke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/losing-5/
