Monday, October 13, 2008

God will catch us.

The leaves are falling, falling as from far off,
as though far gardens withered in the skies;
they are falling with denying gestures.

And in the nights the heavy earth is falling
from all the stars down into loneliness.

We are all falling. This hand falls.
And look at others; it is in them all.

And yet there is One who holds this falling
endlessly gently in his hands.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Autumn


Marchelle said...


willow said...

I adore Rilke and your photos are perfect! Gorgeous.

Anonymous said...

The Golden Rod is yellow, the corn is turning brown. The trees in apple orchards, with fruit are bending down!! Cha cha cha! :)
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anya said...

A lovely post, Maurita. I'm a great fan of Rilke.

Fixinto said...

"leap and the net will appear.." - JM