"....have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Thursday, October 18, 2012


Why do you come?
Where do you go?
A little bit I care for some
A bit more as you grow

A touch of love
As white as a dove
A hint of pain
That sometimes drives me insane

A glow of happiness
That unclenched dissolves, nonetheless
A depth of solitude
Sticks on, through every vicissitude

A spring of joy
Through a winter coy
A summer of power
Settles within an autumn flower

Why do you come?
Where do you go?
A little I know where you’re from
A bit more as you flow


  1. Fantastic post, I really look forward to updates from you.


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