A poem from Rilke’s Book of Hours : Love Poem to God by Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Joanna Macy, Riverhead, 2005
I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may not complete this last one
but I give myself to it.
I circle around God, around the primordial tower.
I’ve been circling for thousands of years
and I still don’t know: am I a falcon,
a storm, or a great song?
Lovely
Reminds me of Gerard Manley Hopkins “The Windhover” (http://www.bartleby.com/122/12.html), but a bit more restrained 
By: paulmilnepoetry on December 3, 2012
at 3:43 pm
Really beuatifull, this poem goes straight into our hearts.
There are so many meanings we can retrieve from it.
By: jalexmatos on December 3, 2012
at 4:28 pm
My favorite of Rilke’s poems, and I admire Joanna Macy SO much!
By: Vivian Hadleigh, author on December 3, 2012
at 5:33 pm
It’s so funny. I have been feeling of late, which no words could apt supply.
This specks just to it.
Thank you
By: Lilly on December 3, 2012
at 11:33 pm