Jean Gebser,  Winter Poem 1944:

“Das Wintergedicht”

"Who speaks of the future?
Who counts
in saying:
“It shall be”?
Look outward
and you see within:
It is. ..."

"Within,
beyond the fountains, rivers, and stars
the poet’s task
to face the entire contents [of word, language]
emerges,
and accordingly
it is an honest, soundless state of no-longer-speaking."
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