I love the dark hours of my being by Rainer Maria Rilke

I love the dark hours of my being by Rainer Maria Rilke
I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that’s wide and timeless.
So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a grave
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots embrace:
a dream once lost
among sorrows and songs.
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Rilke was born in 1875 and died in 1926.A lyric poet and prose writer of German origin. His images, laden with deep, ambiguous feelings/meanings, are focused on the difficulty of the 20th century society, during an era of mistrust, loneliness and deep anxiety. One of the "dark" poets of his generation... As for the person reciting the poem...the melancholy in his voice becomes the "atmosphere" of the poem... Kudos!

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