So, enough talk, and on to the verse.
Working with Rilke's poem, last week, led me to purchase a copy of Book of Hours
There are more translations of Rilke's poems available than I care to count. Here's the reason why I chose this one and included in the reason is today's poem.
(from Joanna's introduction to the volume)
The first poem I recall reading was as exhilarating to me as the fresh cold alpine wind off the slopes I loved to ski:
I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may not ever complete the last one,
but I give myself to it.
I circle around God, that primordial tower.
I've been circling for thousands of years,
and I still don't know: am I a falcon,
a storm, or a great song?
Rainer Maria Rilke