You, You Only, Exist

By Rainer Maria Rilke

 

You, you only, exist.
We pass away, till at last,
our passing is so immense that you arise:
beautiful moment,
in all your suddenness,
arising in love,
or enchanted in the contraction of work.

To you I belong,
however time may wear me away.
From you to you I go commanded.
In between the garland
is hanging in chance;
but if you take it up and up and up:
look:
all becomes a festival!

~ Rainer Maria Rilke