going

No longer for ears...: sound

which, like a deeper ear,

hears us, who only seem 

to be hearing.  Reversal of spaces.

Projection of innermost worlds

into the Open... temple

before their birth, solution saturated with gods

that are almost insoluble...: Going!

Sum of all silence, which

acknowledges itself to itself,

thunderous turning-within

of what is struck dumb in itself,

duration pressed from time passing,

star re-liquefied...: Going!

You whom one never forgets,

who gave birth to herself in loss,

festival no longer grasped, wine on invisible lips,

storm in the pillar that upholds,

wanderer's plunge on the path,

our treason, to everything...: Going!

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

from Unpublished Poems

translation by Stephen Mitchell

art by Picasso