Wednesday, 30 September 2009
My whole life is mine, but whoever says so
will deprive me, for it is infinite.
The ripple of water, the shade of the sky
are mine; it is still the same, my life.
No desires opens me: I am full,
I never close myself with refusal-
in the rythm of my daily soul
I do not desire- I am moved;
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real:
into my body at the bottom of the water
I attract the beyonds of mirrors...
Rainer Maria Rilke