Guest guest Posted December 31, 2002 Report Share Posted December 31, 2002 You are the future You are the future, the immense morning sky turning red over the prairies of eternity. You are the rooster-crow after the night of time, the dew, the early devotions, and the Daughter, the Guest, the Ancient Mother, and Death. You are the shape that changes its own shape, that climbs out of fate, towering, that which is never shouted for, and never mourned for, and no more explored than a savage wood. You are the meaning deepest inside things, that never reveals the secret of its owner. And how you look depends on where we are: from a boat you are shore, from the shore a boat. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke (translation by Robert Bly) (The Soul is Here for Its Own Joy, ed. by Robert Bly) Web version at www.Panhala.net/Archive/You_Are_the_Future.html Web archive of Panhala postings at www.Panhala.net/Archive/Index.html To to Panhala, send a blank email to Panhala- To from this group, send an email to:PanhalaYour use of is subject to the Attachment: (image/jpeg) Haleakala National Park.jpg [not stored] Attachment: (audio/mid) Enya_Exile1.mid [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2002 Report Share Posted December 31, 2002 Hi Gloria - This is beautiful: poetry, music, photography. I'm glad you shared it with us here. Happy New Years to all! namaste, joyce , "Gloria Lee" <glee@c...> wrote: You are the future > > > > You are the future, the immense morning sky > > turning red over the prairies of eternity. > > You are the rooster-crow after the night of time, > > the dew, the early devotions, and the Daughter, > > the Guest, the Ancient Mother, and Death. > > > > You are the shape that changes its own shape, > > that climbs out of fate, towering, > > that which is never shouted for, and never mourned for, > > and no more explored than a savage wood. > > > > You are the meaning deepest inside things, > > that never reveals the secret of its owner. > > And how you look depends on where we are: > > from a boat you are shore, from the shore a boat. > > > > ~ Rainer Maria Rilke > > > > (translation by Robert Bly) > > (The Soul is Here for Its Own Joy, ed. by Robert Bly) > > > Web version at www.Panhala.net/Archive/You_Are_the_Future.html > > Web archive of Panhala postings at www.Panhala.net/Archive/Index.html > > To to Panhala, send a blank email to Panhala- > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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