Health Greeting Message Sample

The Wool

you the bird, whose wings are arrived
when I awoke in the night and cried.
only with my arms I cried, because your
name is like a precipice, a thousand nights deep.
You are the shadow, I slept in it still,
and every dream I dream and your seed -
you are the picture, I am of the frame, the
adds up in gleaming relief.

How do I call you? See, my lips lame.
You are the beginning, which pours large
I'm afraid the slow and Amen,
decides your beauty shy.

You got me often out dark Ruhn,
appeared when I sleeping like a grave
and how lost and you go down, - as you
Hobson me heart of darkness
and wanted me to fly all the towers
as scarlet flags and drapes like.

you: the miracles talks like the knowledge
and by the people as of melodies

and the roses of events
the full draw flames in your eyes, -
you Seliger, call when you once Him
from the seventh and last days
is still lost luster on your wing stroke
...
you command, that I wonder?

Rainer Maria Rilke, 07/24/1899