God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks withus silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You sent out beyond your recall,
Go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like flame
and make big shadows I can move in
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me you hand.
I'm stunned! This is wonderful! You have so much talent. Please keep writing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a rilke sta cemo s rilkeom? ?