Thursday, October 01, 2009

Thursday Poem - You Are the Future

You are the future,
the red sky before sunrise
over the fields of time.

You are the cock's crow when night is done,
you are the dew and the bells of matins,
maiden, stranger, mother, death.

You create yourself in ever-changing shapes
that rise from the stuff of our days—
unsung, unmourned, undescribed,
like a forest we never knew.

You are the deep innerness of all things,
the last word that can never be spoken.
To each of us you reveal yourself differently:
to the ship as coastline, to the shore as a ship.

Rainer Maria Rilke,
Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God,

The Book of Pilgrimage, II, 22

5 comments:

liliannattel said...

Wonderful poem, thank you for posting it.

Ann said...

Beautiful poem.

quiet said...

Beautiful poem and photograph. The picture is simply exquisite. Thanks for sharing your constant joy and observation of beauty with us, Cate.

You lighten our lives :)

Sky said...

Rilke, an artist of words. Your photograph is beautifully tranquil.

Wren said...

Absolutely beautiful.