1
01
2007
A Walk….
A Walk
My eyes already touch the sunny hill,
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has its inner light, even from a distance—-
and changes us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it, we already are;
a gesture waves us on, answering our own wave…
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.
-Ranier Maria Rilke
Thank You!
Yes! “…we are grasped by what we cannot grasp.”
“and changes us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it, we already
are…” how can you comment on that? It is the heart of eternal wisdom.