Your Favorite Poems

Fancy · 04-13-2015, 12:37 PM

Love Poems to God, II, 22

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.

--Rainier Maria Rilke

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04-13-2015, 12:37 PM	#11
Fancy Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: She Relationship Status: N/A Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: NY Posts: 3,742 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 7,696 Thanked 7,076 Times in 2,316 Posts Rep Power: 21474854	Love Poems to God, II, 22 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. --Rainier Maria Rilke