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T O P I C R E V I E WAmberMoonI was watching my all time favorite movie “Only You” for the 1000th time tonight and just feeling so tragically romantic. Just wanted to share a poem that’s featured in the movie, also my favorite poem. I’m feeling this one so hard right now dealing with an unrequited love situation…..😢😢 So read and enjoy…..You Who Never ArrivedRainer Maria Rilke You who never arrivedin my arms, Beloved, who were lostfrom the start,I don't even know what songswould please you. I have given up tryingto recognize you in the surging wave of the nextmoment. All the immenseimages in me—the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,cities, towers, and bridges, and un-suspected turns in the path,and those powerful lands that were oncepulsing with the life of the gods—all rise within me to meanyou, who forever elude me.You, Beloved, who are allthe gardens I have ever gazed at,longing. An open windowin a country house—, and you almoststepped out, pensive, to meet me. Streets that I chanced upon,—you had just walked down them and vanished.And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrorswere still dizzy with your presence and, startled, gave backmy too-sudden image. Who knows? perhaps the samebird echoed through both of usyesterday, separate, in the evening... RandallBump!RandallBump!RandallBump!RandallBump!Eternal EnergyJust like that same bird that echoed through both of you, separate, that evening... This is how the beloved will come. They will become one with the blue skies...and will soar until the end of the world to arrive in your arms...carrying along on their wings the dancing psyche of the balcony, the proud blue bird with the most beautiful name and that painting with the golden eagle hanging on the wall, waiting to reach your hands. This is how the beloved will arrive.RandallBump!RandallBump!RandallBump!RandallBump!RandallBump!
You Who Never ArrivedRainer Maria Rilke
You who never arrivedin my arms, Beloved, who were lostfrom the start,I don't even know what songswould please you. I have given up tryingto recognize you in the surging wave of the nextmoment. All the immenseimages in me—the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,cities, towers, and bridges, and un-suspected turns in the path,and those powerful lands that were oncepulsing with the life of the gods—all rise within me to meanyou, who forever elude me.You, Beloved, who are allthe gardens I have ever gazed at,longing. An open windowin a country house—, and you almoststepped out, pensive, to meet me. Streets that I chanced upon,—you had just walked down them and vanished.And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrorswere still dizzy with your presence and, startled, gave backmy too-sudden image. Who knows? perhaps the samebird echoed through both of usyesterday, separate, in the evening...
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