Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you.
As a fish out of water hears the waves.
This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.
Love after Love
The time will come
when , with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you have ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photograpghs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror
Sit. Feast on your life.
Love The Questions
Be patient towards all that is unresolved in your heart
And try to love the questions themselves
Like locked rooms and like books that are written in a foreign tongue
Do not seek for the answer's that cannot be given
you would not be able to live them
And the point is to live everything
Live the questions now
And perhaps without knowing it
You will live along some day into the answers
Rainer Maria Rilke