Sunset Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke

Sunset

Rating: 2.9


Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth.

leaving you, not really belonging to either,
not so hopelessly dark as that house that is silent,
not so unswervingly given to the eternal as that thing
that turns to a star each night and climbs-

leaving you (it is impossible to untangle the threads)
your own life, timid and standing high and growing,
so that, sometimes blocked in, sometimes reaching out,
one moment your life is a stone in you, and the next, a star.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Hanson 10 February 2008

Oh how I love Rilke. Everything he did. I need to know where on earth I can find something he wrote-I can't find it in any of his works. It's part of a poem he wrote, that I read 30 years ago-can anyone help? 'What will you do, God, when I die? Will I, your pitcher, broken lie? Will I, your drink, go stale and dry? I am your garb, the trade you ply. You lose your meaning, losing me'

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Jaqueline Ramirez 11 April 2018

You, God, who live next door– If at times, through the long night, I trouble you with my urgent knocking– this is why: I hear you breathe so seldom. I know you’re all alone in that room. If you should be thirsty, there’s no one to get you a glass of water. I wait listening, always. Just give me a sign! I’m right here

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Tony Best 09 October 2007

I have not the words to express what this poem does to me. I can only say that I love you Rilke! You were a angel lent to us for a little while.

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Nibedita Deb 16 April 2006

Beautifullllllllll...

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Rainer Maria Rilke

Rainer Maria Rilke

Prague / Czech Republic
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