Book of Hours, II, 22 — Rainer Maria Rilke

Love Poems to God, II, 22

You are the future,
the red sky before sunrise over the fields of time.

You are the cock’s crow when night is done,
you are the dew and the bells of matins,
maiden, stranger, mother, death.

You create yourself in ever-changing shapes that rise from the stuff of our days—
unsung, unmourned, undescribed,
like a forest we never knew.

You are the deep innerness of all things,
the last word that can never be spoken.

To each of us you reveal yourself differently:
to the ship as coastline, to the shore as a ship.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~

(Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God, trans. by A. Barrows and J. Macy)

And from Rumi:

“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” — Rumi

From Eric’s sermon :

A Sikh prayer for America on November 9th, 2016