How surely gravity's law,
strong as an ocean
current,
takes hold of even the strongest thing
and pulls it toward the
heart of the world.
Each thing -
each stone, blossom, child -
is
held in place.
Only we, in our arrogance,
push out beyond what we belong
to
for some empty freedom.
If we surrendered
to earth's intelligence
we
could rise up rooted, like trees.
Instead we entangle ourselves
in knots of our own
making
and struggle, lonely and confused.
So, like children, we begin again
to learn from the
things,
because they are in God's heart;
they have never left
him.
This is what the things can teach us:
to
fall,
patiently to trust our heaviness.
Even a bird has to do
that
before he can fly.
~ Rilke ~
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