Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Hungering

You, God, who live next door---
If at times, through the long night,  I trouble you
with my urgent knocking---
this is why;  I hear you breathe so seldom..

..As it happens, the wall between us
is very thin.  Why couldn’t a cry
from one of us
break it down? It would crumble
easily. (Rilke)



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