Today’s Rilke reading is a difficult one. It tells us we should make death our closest friend. But it is meant in the sense that it “…brings us into absolute and passionate presence of all that is here…”
I am not sure I can embrace this concept fully. My best sense of it, I suppose, is again to appreciate what is “now”, what life and the world presents to me, to us, each moment.
Jan. 6, 2014
I’ve watched the light
fade from behind his eyes
as each day he moved closer
to his own eternity.
If I scan my face in the mirror
I see my spark still bright
I will not worry about eternity.
It will come. But not today.