"The sky puts on the darkening blue coat
held for it by a row of ancient trees;
you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight,
one journeying to heaven
and one that falls;
and leave you not at home in either one,
not quite so still and dark as the darkened houses,
not calling to eternity
with the passion of what becomes a star each night,
and rises; and leave you (inexpressibly to unravel)your life,
with its immensity and fear,
so that,
now bounded,
now immeasurable,
it is alternately stone in you and star."
-Rainer Maria Rilke", Evening
2 comments:
BARB!!!!! I was so excited to see that you visited my blog today and so excited to see I had COMMENTS! And then I read them - oh such lovely and generous comments! You are such an encourager! Thank you thank you.
I love this poem. I should read more of his work.
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