Came accross Rilke’s poem “The Apple Orchard” on the blog “Under the Palm Tree” (http://theshadeofthepalm.blogspot.com/).  It speaks to me about how we can choose to live our lives:
 
Come let us watch the sun go down
and walk in twilight through the orchard’s green.
Does it not seem as if we had for long
collected, saved and harbored within us
old memories? To find releases and seek
new hopes, remembering half-forgotten joys,
mingled with darkness coming from within,
as we randomly voice our thoughts aloud
wandering beneath these harvest-laden trees
reminiscent of Durer woodcuts, branches
which, bent under the fully ripened fruit,
wait patiently, trying to outlast, to
serve another season’s hundred days of toil,
straining, uncomplaining, by not breaking
but succeeding, even though the burden
should at times seem almost past endurance.
Not to falter! Not to be found wanting!
 
Thus must it be, when willingly you strive
throughout a long and uncomplaining life,
committed to one goal: to give yourself!
And silently to grow and to bear fruit.
 
 
 
~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~
 
 
(Rainer Maria Rilke: Selected Poems, trans. by Albert Ernest Flemming)

As usual, there’s a lot going on at Fiat Lux.  There is a wonderful poem on salvation by Lynn Ungar in What is salvation?  Ask a poet:

Salvation

By what are you saved? And how?
Saved like a bit of string,
tucked away in a drawer?
Saved like a child rushed from
a burning building, already
singed and coughing smoke?
Or are you salvaged
like a car part — the one good door
when the rest is wrecked?

Do you believe me when I say
you are neither salvaged nor saved,
but salved, anointed by gentle hands
where you are most tender?
Haven’t you seen
the way snow curls down
like a fresh sheet, how it
covers everything,
makes everything
beautiful, without exception? (more…)

Again, a selection from my friend Jim Richardson’s blog, Fiat Lux, where he quotes a poem from R M Rilke (who I like).  If you are interested, find it here.