Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- More Rilke poems Rememberance And you wait, keep waiting for that one thingwhich would infinitely enrich your life: the powerful, uniquely uncommon, the awakening of dormant stones, depths that would reveal you to yourself.In the dusk you notice the book shelves with their volumes in gold and in brown; and you think of far lands you journeyed, of pictures and of shimmering gowns worn by women you conquered and lost.And it comes to you all of a sudden: That was it! And you arise, for you are aware of a year in your distant past with its fears and events and prayers. Translated by Albert Ernest Flemming Extinguish Thou My Eyes Extinguish Thou my eyes:I still can see Thee,deprive my ears of sound:I still can hear Thee, and without feet I still can come to Thee, and without voice I still can call to Thee. Sever my arms from me, I still will hold Thee with all my heart as with a single hand, arrest my heart, my brain will keep on beating, and Should Thy fire at last my brain consume, the flowing of my blood will carry Thee. Death Come thou, thou last one, whom I recognize, 3:12 p.m. - 2002-03-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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