When it is hard to continue, take a poem that speaks to you and write one of your own. Here’s one based on a poem in Rilke’s Book of Hours.
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And God said to me: Write
I am the only judge
And my judgment was given when you were born.
I will take whatever you give.
There is no measurement other than your doing.
I will take your effort that tiny seed
and plant it in the earth soaked with tears.
What worries you now that you know
Your work is the vessel for my love?
