Tag Archives: Poetry

Don’t let yourself lose me

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.

These are the words we dimly hear:

You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.

Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.

Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.

Give me your hand.

― Rainer Maria RilkeRilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God


A Month for Freyr: I Love You

you are my heart, beating, wild
wings against an autumn sky

you are the trickle in my veins
rivers rushing over rapids, laughing

you are the calcified stands of bone
ancient forests spread against the horizon

in the deep center of my spirit
a curled fiddlehead unfurls, singular,