Autumn Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
Autumn
The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."
And tonight the heavy earth is falling
away from all other stars in the loneliness.
We're all falling. This hand here is falling.
And look at the other one. It's in them all.
And yet there is Someone, whose hands
infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.
Everything is falling but there is someone holding up this falling. This poem is very dear to me .
.............a nice write I could envision the stars and planets...actually all of space..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 10:57:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem. There is always someone who stretches the hand to hold and protect. The hands of the Supreme Power.