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Living the Questions
“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart.
...live in the question.” Rilke
Yes Mr. Rilke, but questions pelt me as a summer rain,
each a large drop of water striking my skin with a sting.
Where do we come from?
Where do we go when we die?
Why must we die?
Why do we love?
Who will we love?
Why must all that is beautiful fade?
I live in the warm wetness of all of these questions and many more.
They tumble within my head as all of me writhes in passion
to grasp at desires that well up from within
like tears that must be cried.
...live in the question.” Rilke
Yes Mr. Rilke, but questions pelt me as a summer rain,
each a large drop of water striking my skin with a sting.
Where do we come from?
Where do we go when we die?
Why must we die?
Why do we love?
Who will we love?
Why must all that is beautiful fade?
I live in the warm wetness of all of these questions and many more.
They tumble within my head as all of me writhes in passion
to grasp at desires that well up from within
like tears that must be cried.
Published 26th Jul 2022
Author's Note
A poem my daughter shared after she and her lover read poetry by Rainer Maria Rilke. I admire their deep thinking and love for each other.
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27th Jul 2022 1:23am
We love to the fullest. We love till orgasmic bliss. We show the ladies we care. Keep on writing you sexy woman.
Great testament to the type of accessible parent that you are having your daughter so free and open to discuss these matters with you.
You should be very proud of yourself.
Makwande...
You should be very proud of yourself.
Makwande...
