Friday, February 28, 2014

Rainer Maria Rilke: Untitled ["I Love the Dark Hours of My Being"]

I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.

Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that's wide and timeless.

So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots

a dream once lost
among sorrows and songs.

Untitled ["I Love the Dark Hours of My Being"] by Rainer Maria Rilke, from Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God, translated from the German by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy. © Riverhead, 1997.

Photography credit: "Infrared Cherry Tree Gravestone," infrared image by Deborah Sandidge. 

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