Go To The Limits Of Your Longing –

“Go to the Limits of Your Longing” from the Book Of Hours by Rainer Maria Rilke

translation by Joanna Macy + Anita Barrows

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,

then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,

go to the limits of your longing.

Embody me.
Flare up like a flame

and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.

Just keep going. No feeling is final.

Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.

You will know it by its seriousness.

Give me your hand.

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2 responses to “Go To The Limits Of Your Longing –”

  1. Karin Hall Avatar
    Karin Hall

    Beautiful! Just what I needed today! Thank you!

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    1. Inner Ventures Avatar

      How lovely that this poem spoke to you today Karin. It is one of my favourites and I originally heard it recited by Joanna Macy herself, when she came to England prior to publishing her translations of Rilke.

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