Rainer Maria Rilke (4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926 / Prague / Czech Republic)
Everything is far
and long gone by.
I think that the star
glittering above me
has been dead for a million years.
I think there were tears
in the car I heard pass
and something terrible was said.
A clock has stopped striking in the house
across the road...
When did it start?...
I would like to step out of my heart
an go walking beneath the enormous sky.
I would like to pray.
And surely of all the stars that perished
one still exists.
I think that I know
which one it is--
which one, at the end of its beam in the sky,
stands like a white city...
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