Rainer Maria Rilke

(4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926 / Prague / Czech Republic)

Buddha In Glory - Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke

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Center of all centers, core of cores,
almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet--
all this universe, to the furthest stars
all beyond them, is your flesh, your fruit.

Now you feel how nothing clings to you;
your vast shell reaches into endless space,
and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow.
Illuminated in your infinite peace,

a billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
will be, when all the stars are dead.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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