“We set the pace
But this press of time–
take it as a little thing
next to what endures.
All this hurrying
soon will be over.
Only when we tarry do we touch the holy.
See how all things are at rest–
darkness and morning light,
blossom and book.”
Part One. XXII- Sonnets to Orpheus, Rainer Maria Rilke. (In Praise of Mortality, translated by Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy)
This book is an awesome combined translation of Rilke’s Duino Elegies and Sonnets to Orpheus. Not sure why, but these delicate, poetic reminders of impermanence are really comforting now. Maybe with Fall and changing seasons…thoughts of what matters…the little things. Always nice to be reminded to “tarry”, linger and loiter.
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