Poetry

“I love the dark hours of my being” by Rainer Maria Rilke

I love the dark hours of my being
in which my senses drop into the deep.
I have found in them, as in old letters,
My private life, that is already lived through,
And become wide and powerful now, like legends.
Then I know that there is room in me
For a second huge and timeless life.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Selected Poems, Robert Bly translation

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