Wishing each of you a year full of love, joy, abundance and good health.
Enjoy the journey. ox
The following is a beautiful poem by Rainer Maria Rilke, a dear friend shared with me recently, thought you might enjoy it as well.
Why, if it’s possible
to spend our little
span of existence
as laurel
slightly darker
than all the other greens
with tiny waves
on each leaf’s rim
(like a wind’s smile)
-why then
still insist
on being human
and shrinking from fate
long for it too?...
Oh not because happiness
- that part of approaching ruin
that rushes ahead of it –
isn't real.
Not out of curiosity
not to exercise the heart
that would have been fine
in the laurel…
But just because to be here
means so much
and because
everything here
all this that’s disappearing
seems to need us
to concern us
in some strange way
we, who disappear
even faster!
It’s one time
for each thing
and only once
Once and no more.
And the same for us:
once.
Then never again.
But this once having been
even though only once
having been on earth
seems as though
it can’t be undone
And so we push ourselves
wanting to master it
wanting to hold it all
in our own two hands
in the overloaded gaze
and the dumbstruck heart.
to spend our little
span of existence
as laurel
slightly darker
than all the other greens
with tiny waves
on each leaf’s rim
(like a wind’s smile)
-why then
still insist
on being human
and shrinking from fate
long for it too?...
Oh not because happiness
- that part of approaching ruin
that rushes ahead of it –
isn't real.
Not out of curiosity
not to exercise the heart
that would have been fine
in the laurel…
But just because to be here
means so much
and because
everything here
all this that’s disappearing
seems to need us
to concern us
in some strange way
we, who disappear
even faster!
It’s one time
for each thing
and only once
Once and no more.
And the same for us:
once.
Then never again.
But this once having been
even though only once
having been on earth
seems as though
it can’t be undone
And so we push ourselves
wanting to master it
wanting to hold it all
in our own two hands
in the overloaded gaze
and the dumbstruck heart.
