Monday, October 09, 2006

If they knew how

Lovers, if they knew how, might utter strange, marvelous
words in the night air. For it seems that everything
hides us. Look: trees do exist; the houses
that we live in are in still stand. We alone
fly past all things, as fugitive as the wind.

Rainer Maria Rilke (The second elegy)

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