My eyes already ____ the sunny hill. going far ahead of the road I have begun. So we are grasped by what we cannot ____; it has inner light, even from a distance- and charges us, even if we do not ____ it, into something else, which, hardly sensing it, we already are; a gesture ____ us on answering our own wave... but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

'A walk' by Rainer Maria Rilke

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