We press forward.
But this march of time –
consider it a glimpse
of what endures.
All that hurries will
soon enough be over,
because what lingers
is what consecrates us.
O, young ones, don’t waste
your courage on speed
or squander it in flight.
Everything is at rest:
darkness and light,
blossom and book.
– Rainier Maria Rilke, Sonette an Orpheus I, XXII
Thanks to Sparks and Mirrors to introducing me to this luminous poem.
This is stunning. Full of wisdom.
This is new to me, too. Wow.
Thank you, Lindsey!
XOXO
Tara Brach tells the story of a young woman who was dying of cancer and had a new baby. This woman said, “I have no time to rush.”
It is my new mantra!