“Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth.
leaving you, not really belonging to either,
not so hopelessly dark as that house that is silent,
not so unswervingly given to the eternal as that thing
that turns to a star each night and climbs-
leaving you (it is impossible to untangle the threads)
your own life, timid and standing high and growing,
so that, sometimes blocked in, sometimes reaching out,
one moment your life is a stone in you, and the next, a star.”
Sunset by Rainer Maria Rilke is a favourite poem of mine ✨✨✨
13 thoughts on “When the Sun goes Down”
Truly beautiful, both poem and image 🙂
Thanks a lot, Mei. Nature inspires ❤
All the best,
Thank you, Rabirius!!
Gorgeous photo, love the dark stones in the foreground against the misty land in the distance
I really appreciate your comment. It is one of my favorite scenarios 😊✨
Beautiful, Hanna – everything.
Thanks a lot, Leya!!!
Thanks a lot, Bassavenger!!
What a stunning photo to illustrate those beautiful words.
Thank you, George for your kind words!!
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