Something Wonderful

I found a note to myself with the name of this poem on a scrap of paper and
was entranced when I found it:

A Walk

My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far beyond the road I have begun,
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has an inner light, even from a distance-

and changes us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave…
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Translated by Robert Bly

May your own walks be as magically fruitful as this one. Write on.

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I am a writer and this is a motivational blog designed to help both writers and aspiring writers to push to the next level. Key themes are peak performance, passion, overcoming writing roadblocks, juicing up your creativity, and the joys of writing.
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2 Responses to Something Wonderful

  1. David Popiel says:

    Sounds like what happens, from time to time, during the process of writing fiction

  2. Hi David,

    You are so write — I know exactly what you mean!

    Write on,

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