The Sonnets To Orpheus: Book 2: XXIII
Read 'The Sonnets To Orpheus: Book 2: XXIII' by 'Rainer Maria Rilke' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
The Sonnets To Orpheus: Book 2: XXIII by Rainer Maria Rilke
Call to me to the one among your moments
that stands against you, ineluctably:
intimate as a dog's imploring glance
but, again, forever, turned away
when you think you've captured it at last.
What seems so far from you is most your own.
We are already free, and were dismissed
where we thought we soon would be at home.
Anxious, we keep longing for a foothold-
we, at times too young for what is old
and too old for what has never been;
doing justice only where we praise,
because we are the branch, the iron blade,
and sweet danger, ripening from within.
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