Rainer Maria Rilke: “Music”


Angel, come and take my hand.
For you, it’s just a matter of will
to be the way out from this land,
you who stand so still.

You see, I’m afraid, for I believe
this time I’ll be refused.
There were gifts that I received
I never learned to use

and so I found myself forsaken.
At first, the sound of being alone
was like a prelude to a journey still untaken,
but all that music only cut me to the bone.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Translated from French by Paul Weinfield, © 2013

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