Rilke, Rainer Maria - 08 Second Elegy
Type of spiritual experience
The symbolism here is quite complex
John William Godward - Summer flowers
A description of the experience
For we, when we feel, evaporate:
oh, we breathe ourselves out and away:
from ember to ember, yielding us fainter fragrance.
Then someone may say to us:
‘Yes, you are in my blood, the room, the Spring-time is filling with you’.....
What use is that:
they cannot hold us,
we vanish inside and around them.
And those who are beautiful, oh, who holds them back?
Appearance, endlessly, stands up, in their face, and goes by.
Like dew from the morning grass, what is ours rises from us,
like the heat from a dish that is warmed.
O smile: where?
O upward gaze: new, warm, vanishing wave of the heart - :
oh, we are that.
Does the cosmic space, we dissolve into, taste of us then?
Do the Angels really only take back what is theirs, what has streamed out of them,
or is there sometimes, as if by an oversight, something of our being, as well?
Are we as mingled with their features, as there is vagueness in the faces of pregnant women?
They do not see it in the swirling return to themselves.
(How should they see it?)