Earth, isn’t this what you want? To arise in us, invisible?
Is it not your dream, to enter us so wholly
there’s nothing left outside us to see?
What, if not transformation,
is your deepest purpose? Earth, my love,
I want it too. Believe me,
no more of your springtimes are needed
to win me over—even one flower
is more than enough. Before I was named
I belonged to you. I see no other law
but yours, and know I can trust
the death you will bring.
See, I live. On what?
Childhood and future are equally present.
Sheer abundance of being
floods my heart.
– Rainer Maria Rilke, from the Ninth Duino Elegy, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy
Such prescience from those who have paid attention is benefitting us now…or at least comforting us. Just this one is enough.
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