My Life

My whole life is mine, but whoever says so
will deprive me, for it is infinite.
The ripple of water, the shade of the sky
are mine; it is still the same, my life.

No desire opens me: I am full,
I never close myself with refusal-
in the rhythm of my daily soul
I do not desire-I am moved;

by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real:
into my body at the bottom of the water
I attract the beyonds of mirrors...

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Comments (2)

He pens disturbing images- -he is often a not very comfortable read- -but he is always master poet..
by being moved I exert my empire making the dreams of night real nice conceptualization in the short and sweet life song.