11.08.2002
November 8, 2002 || 12:41 pmSiguro'y halos isang taon na akong di nagsisimba. Hindi na rin ako nakapagdadasal. Hindi talaga ako maaaring maging atheist sapagkat dumarating ang panahon na kinakailangan ko ng sandigan sa spirituality. Hinahanap-hanap ko ang kampanteng pakiramdam na dulot ng relihiyon.
At marahil may dahilan kung bakit isa sa mga paborito kong tula ay isang love poem ni Rilke sa Diyos. Ito ang ilang mga sipi:
"I'm too alone in the world, yet not alone enough
To make each hour holy,
I'm too small in the world, yet not small enough
To be simply in your presence, like a thing
Just as it is.
I want to know my own will
And to move with it.
And I want, in the hushed moments
When the nameless draws near,
To be among the wise ones—
Or alone.
I want to mirror your immensity.
I want never to be too weak or too old
To bear the heavy, lurching image of you.
I want to unfold.
Let no place in me hold itself closed.
For where I am closed, I am false.
I want to stay clear in your sight."
- Rainer Maria Rilke, from the Book of Hours
translated by Anita Burrows and Joanna Marcy
Ernan at 12:49 PM