Exposed on the Cliffs of the Heart
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2 min readAug 22, 2023
Rilke Translation
Exposed on the cliffs of the heart.
See, so small there, See!
The last village of words, and higher,
ever so small, one last enclave of emotion.
Do you recognize it?
Exposed on the cliffs of the heart.
Stone crumbles under your hands.
Somehow even here things bloom.
From the landslide a wildflower sings, unaware.
But the one who knows?
You once knew and now fall silent,
exposed…
