Treasure Island

Rainer Maria Rilke

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

Moving Forward


The deep parts of my life pour onward,
as if the river shores were opening out.
It seems that things are more like me now,
That I can see farther into paintings.
I feel closer to what language can't reach.
With my senses, as with birds, I climb
into the windy heaven, out of the oak,
in the ponds broken off from the sky
my falling sinks, as if standing on fishes.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Paula Coykendall (4/18/2007 6:58:00 AM)

    I use this poem as a letter-head on my personal stationary; It perfectly describes the feeling I had after surviving a very difficult period in my life, and seeing the inner-growth and clarity which resulted. (Report) Reply

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