"So you mustn't be frightened, dear Mr. Kappus," Rilke writes in one of his "Letters to a Young Poet." "If a sadness rises in front of you, larger than any you have ever seen; if an anxiety, like light and cloud-shadows, moves over your hands and over everything you do. You must realize that something is happening to you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall."
"In the autumn of 1902 Franz Kappus, barely 20 years old, sat under one of his favorite spots in all of the Military Academy in Vienna - a collection of ancient chestnut trees. In his hands he cradled a book of poems by Rainer Maria Rilke while his chilled toes played with blades of soft grass. Transported to the world painted by Rilke, Kappus didn’t notice when the chaplain of the academy took a seat beside him.
After reaching for the book of poems from Kappus’ hands, thumbing through its pages and settling on a few verses, the chaplain looked up and said, “Well, Rene Rilke, my student, has turned into a poet after all.”
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