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Today’s Poem: Girl in Love by Rainer Maria Rilke

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Girl in Love

Rainer Maria Rilke

That’s my window. This minute
So gently did I alight
From sleep—was still floating in it.
Where has my life its limit
And where begins the night?

I could fancy all things around me
Were nothing but I as yet;
Like a crystal’s depth, profoundly
Mute, translucent, unlit.

I have space to spare inside me
For the stars, too: so full of room
Feels my heart; so lightly
Would it let go of him, whom

For all I know I have started
To love, it may be to hold.
Strange, as if never charted,
Stares my fortune untold.

Why is it I am bedded
Beneath this infinitude,
Fragrant like a meadow,
Hither and thither moved,

Calling out, yet fearing
Someone might hear the cry,
Destined to disappearing
Within another I.

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Poem of the Day ~ A Girl

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A Girl

Ezra Pound

The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast-
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.

Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child – so high – you are,
And all this is folly to the world.

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Today’s Positive Thought ~ How Old Are You?

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“When one begins to think of oneself as growing old, one is already old (Elsie de Wolfe).” I know folks well up in their nineties who still retain the heart and spirit of a young child. I can see the young boy or girl sparkling in their eyes and in the excitement for living in their voices. They have not stopped dreaming and believing good things are waiting up the road for them. After all, what is age but a number. 

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