ItThink I’ll stick with the literature theme this week. This one’s kind of long, in fact it’s the entire poem, so I’ll shut up and let the brilliant Rainer Maria Rilke do the talking.
Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced
and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
of our wishes–do you recall? And we
did make so many! For there were countless numbers
of stars: each time we looked above we were
astounded by the swiftness of their daring play,
while in our hearts we felt safe and secure
watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate,
knowing somehow we had survived their fall.