So many of Rilke's poems and observations touch me, loving my daily reading of A Year with Rilke such a rich collection of thoughts
March 16
Love the Solitude
Much that may one day be possible can already be prepared by the
solitary individual, and built with his own hands which make fewer
mistakes. Therefore love your solitude and bear the pain of it without
self-pity. The distance you feel from those around you should trouble
you no more than your distance from the farthest stars. Be glad that you
are growing, and realize that you cannot take anyone with you; be
gentle with those who stay behind. Be confident and calm before them,
and don't torment them with your doubts or distress them with your
ambitions which they wouldn't be able to comprehend. Find in a true and
simple way what you have in common with them, which does not need to
change when you yourself change and change again. When you see them,
love life in a form that is not your own, and be kind to all the people
who are afraid of their aloneness.
Worpswede, July 16, 1903
Letters to a Young Poet
March 18
The Interior Castle
Nowhere, Beloved, will the world exist but within us.
Our lives are constant transformations. The external
grows ever smaller. Where a solid house once stood,
now a mental image takes its place,
almost as if it were all in the imagination.
Our era has created vast reservoirs of power,
as formless as the currents of energy they transmit.
Temples are no longer known. In our hearts
these can be secretly saved. Where one survives—
a Thing once prayed to, worshipped, knelt before—
its true nature seems already to have passed
into the Invisible. Many no longer take it for real,
and do not seize the chance to build it
inwardly, and yet more vividly, with all its pillars and statues.
From the Seventh Duino Elegy
March 19
Like a Web
When I lean over the chasm of myself—
it seems
my God is dark
and like a web: a hundred roots
silently drinking.
This is the ferment I grow out of.
it seems
my God is dark
and like a web: a hundred roots
silently drinking.
From the Book of Hours I, 3
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