Friday, March 30, 2007

A Poem to Travel By.

I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may not complete this last one
but I give myself to it.

I circle around God, around the primordial tower.
I've been circling for thousands of years
and I still don't know: am I a falcon,
a storm, or a great song?

~ Ranier Maria Rilke ~

1 comment:

matlaporte said...

IF FROM THE DISTANCE by Holderlin

If from the distance where we went separate ways
I'm recognizable to you still, the past,
O you the sharer of my sufferings,
Still can convey to you something pleasant,

Then tell me how your girl friend awaits you now?
In those same gardens where after horrible
And darkened years once more we'er meeting,
Here by the holy primaevum's rivers.

This much I'm bounb to say, something good there was
About your glances when in the distances
For once you cheerfully looked round, you
Man always shut like a clam

Indeed! As you are trying to bring and write
These well-known things all back to my memory,
With letters, so it is with me, and
All that is past I now feely speak of

In my embrace, it was that the youth revived
Who, still forsaken, came from the very fields
He showed to me, with such deep sadness,
But all the names of those curious places

Wherever man can look at the ocean too,
But no one wants to be. Now excuse me, think
Of her who still is glad because that
Day so enchanting show down upon us

That you're so much alone is this lovely world,
You always claim, but as for that,
You cannot know...