After Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 – 1926)
Be ahead of all departures,
Even the winter that just passed.
Beneath that winter lies more winter;
Put them behind you at long last.
Be ever lost to Eurydice;
Your rhythmic patterns are the path.
Take those steps toward new connections.
You know there is no going back.
Like the cup that shatters as it rings,
Be both sound and implication;
Hear the rounds of oscillations.
Let Nature speak in measured tones.
Adapt and live, resilient ones:
Watch young oaks bending with the winds.
© Alice Park 2008