“…because truly being here is so much; because everything here apparently needs us, this fleeting world, which in some strange way keeps calling to us…Perhaps we are here in order to say: house, bridge, fountain, gate, pitcher, fruit-tree, window—…”
from The Ninth Elegy, The Duino Elegies, Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Stephen Mitchell
As Rilke says, perhaps by naming what we see, feel, and experience we find meaning and connect with the greater world around us. In all ages is the urge to communicate with others and to find our place with the unknown mysteries of life. Poetry allows me occasional access to “the place beyond words” that I use words to point towards. And when it is running through me, this water of being, I write for the joy of participating and the hope of learning something new. If my words then touch others I am rewarded a second time.