I'm living my life in spiraling gyres
I'm living my life in spiraling gyres
that move o'er the choirs nearby.
I may never reach the top of the spires,
but still my resolve is to try.
I circle round God, the ancient expanse -
for thousands of years, pray to tell -
and still I don't know: what shall I be thence?
A falcon? A storm? A chorale?
poem by Rainer Maria Rilke from Das Stunden-Buch (20 September 1899), translated by Walter Aue
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