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19 July 2012
The Sunlit Hill
ALREADY MY GAZE IS UPON THE HILL, THE SUNLIT ONE. THE WAY TO IT, BARELY BEGUN, LIES AHEAD. SO WE ARE GRASPED BY WHAT WE HAVE NOT GRASPED, FULL OF PROMISE, SHINING IN THE DISTANCE. IT CHANGES US, EVEN IF WE DO NOT REACH IT, INTO SOMETHING WE BARELY SENSE, BUT ARE; A MOVEMENT BECKONS, ANSWERING OUR MOVEMENT . . . BUT WE JUST FEEL THE WIND AGAINST US. ~ RAINER MARIA RILKE
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That's such a lovely vista.
ReplyDeleteIn my backyard!
DeleteThis poem with this photo is priceless. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThanks, it speaks to my heart just now.
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