Rilke/ The Book of Hours


I live my life in growing rings

which move out over the things around me.

perhaps I'll never complete the last,

but that's what I mean to try.


I'm circling around God, around the ancient tower,

and I've been circling  thousands years;

and I still don't know: am I a falcon, a storm,

or a great song.


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