Friday, February 15, 2008
Poem by Rilke
We are the driving ones
By Rainer Maria Rilke
(1875 - 1926)
We are the driving ones.
Ah, but the step of time:
think of it as a dream
in what forever remains.
All that is hurrying
soon will be over with;
only what lasts can bring
us to the truth.
Young men, don't put your trust
into the trials of flight,
into the hot and quick.
All things already rest:
darkness and morning light,
flower and book.
(tr., Stephen Mitchell; from Poetry Chaikhana)
