Monday, 30 April 2012

Blossom and Rain Clouds.

                                               'Everything is blooming most recklessly;


                                                      if it were voices instead of colors, 

                                           there would be an unbelievable shrieking

                                                       into the heart of the night' (Rilke)

                               I'd rather be blossom than a rain cloud.

                                But somehow the world needs both.

                               So I'm going to accept the times I'm a rain cloud

                                Equally with the times when I'm blossom.    

                               Because in the end both blossom and rain falls to the ground.

1 comment :

  1. this Rilke poem is wonderful, and especially in combination with the photos.


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