A Gift of Poetry

Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small - we haven't time -
and to see takes time like to have a friend takes time

~Georgia O'Keefe 

The hour is striking so close above me,

so clear and sharp,

that all my senses ring with it.

I feel now there is a power in me

to grasp and give shape to my world.

I know that nothing has ever been real

without my beholding it.

All becoming has needed me.

My looking ripens things

and they come toward me, to meet and be met.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

from Rilke's Book of Hours,  

translated by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows

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Comments:

Yes, indeed, looking does ripen things!

comment by greatmartin on May 26, 2011 7:05 AM ()

Good Morning SunShine,thanks for the visit and good things your way today and always

reply by anacoana on May 26, 2011 7:45 AM ()