I live my life in growing orbits,
which move out over the things of this world.
Perhaps I never can achieve the last,
but that will be my attempt.
I am circling around God,
around the ancient tower,
and I have been circling for a thousand years.
And I still do not know,
if I am a Falcon,
or a storm,
or a great song.
--RM Rilke
"When you have done that, on your dying bed,
if you can smile and nod quietly to yourself,
you will have succeeded,
and romance will ride your shoulder as you turn for home."
-Robert James Waller
note: I found that poem in a book by Robert James Waller and I am still
unclear about its title so if anyone knows...pls find a way to tell me.
Thanks
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