Ever-changing shapes
A day by the sea seeking another shape... / Wildwood, NJ / July 2012
“You create yourself in ever-changing shapes
that rise from the stuff of our days —
unsung, unmourned, undescribed
like a forest we never knew.
You are the deep innerness of all things,
the last word that can never be spoken.
To each of us you reveal yourself differently:
to the ship as coastline, to the shore as ship.”
~ an excerpt (II, 22) from Rilke's Book of Hours
Thank you very much for this post. I can say that I can relate in some ways. I also feel the same way every time I am alone.
Posted by: Essay Writer | December 20, 2012 at 03:07