How I met Rainer Maria Rilke
My brother gave me ‘Letters to a Young Poet’
Gloriously bleak German poet. “for here there is no place that does not see you. you must change your life”
The world has too few lovers. Rilke knew that sharing love and experiences is what we are here to do and how we all grow.
He must have been brave to love and to feel so much…
Falling Stars
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.