Friday, February 5, 2010

She who reconciles



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She who reconciles the ill-matched threads
of her life, and weave them gratefully
into a single cloth -
it's she who drives the loudmouths from the hall
and clears it for a different celebration
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where the one guest is you.
In the softness of evening
it's you she receives.
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You are the partner of her loneliness,
the unspeaking center of her monologues.
With each disclosure you encompass more
and she stretches beyond what limits her,
to hold you.
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~ Rainer Maria Rilke
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