Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by. Now overlap the sundials with your shadows, and on the meadows let the wind go free.
...
Whoever has no house now, will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone, will sit, read, write long letters through the evening, and wander the boulevards, up and down, restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.
Autumn Day Rainer Maria Rilke Translated by Stephen Mitchell, "The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke" (Random House
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Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.
...
Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the
evening,
and wander the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.
Autumn Day
Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated by Stephen Mitchell,
"The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke" (Random House
Thanks - beautiful, evocative lines tinged with sadness. I especially like ' on the meadows let the wind go free'...
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