This is my all-time favorite Rainer Maria Rilke poem. For a lot of reasons. A lot of reasons I was thinking about tonight. Which, of course, made me think of the poem. And made me want to share it. So...
Love Song---Rainer Maria Rilke
How shall I hold on to my soul, so that
it does not touch yours? How shall I lift
it gently up over you on to other things?
I would so very much like to tuck it away
among long lost objects in the dark,
in some quiet, unknown place, somewhere
which remains motionless when your depths resound.
And yet everything which touches us, you and me,
takes us together like a single bow,
drawing out from two strings but one voice.
On which instrument are we strung?
And which violinist holds us in his hand?
O sweetest of songs.
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