Friday, January 29, 2010

You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,

An open window
in a country house-,
and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.

Streets that I chanced upon,—
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and,
gave back my too-sudden image.
Who knows?

Perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening...

~Rainer Maria Rilke
~art by Kelly Vivanco

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