AUTUMN
O Lord, it is time
The summer was so vast
Put your shadows on the sundials
And in the fields let the wind loose.
The summer was so vast
Put your shadows on the sundials
And in the fields let the wind loose.
Order the last fruits to
become ripe
Give them two more sunny days
Push them to fulfillment
And force the last sweetness into the heavy wine.
Give them two more sunny days
Push them to fulfillment
And force the last sweetness into the heavy wine.
He who has no house now will
not build one
He who is alone will be so for a long time to come
Will stay awake, read, write long letters
And restlessly walk in the park among the blown leaves.
He who is alone will be so for a long time to come
Will stay awake, read, write long letters
And restlessly walk in the park among the blown leaves.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
~
(Translated by Charlotte
Schmid)
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