Friedrich Rückert

Rookie (16.May1788 - 31. January 1866 / Schweinfurt)

In This Weather, In This Windy Storm - Poem by Friedrich Rückert

In this weather, in this windy storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!

In this weather, in this roaring storm,
I would never have let the children out.
I was afraid they had falllen ill,
but these thoughts are now idle.

In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have let the children out;
I was worried they would die the next day -
but this is now no concern.

In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!

In this weather, in this roaring, cruel storm,
they rest as they did in their mother's house:
they are frightened by no storm,
and are covered by the hand of God.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 2, 2010


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