Love Song : Rainer Maria Rilke


  How shall I keep my soul
  from touching yours? How shall I
  lift it up beyond you to other things?
  Ah, I would gladly hide it
  in darkness with something lost
  in some silent foreign place
  that doesn’t tremble when your deeps stir.
  Yet whatever touches you and me
  blends us together the way a bow’s stroke
  draws one voice from two strings.
  Across what instrument are we stretched taut?
  And what player holds us in his hand?O sweet song.
  ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

source : “The Poetry of Rilke” by Rainer Maria Rilke. ( on Scribd )