Friday, January 21, 2011

If I Cried Out

Guardian Angel Fountain, Rilkeplatz (Vienna)
Photo: Via Kali
If I cried out, who
in the hierarchies of angels
would hear me?

And if one of them should suddenly
take me to his heart,
I would perish in the power of his being.
For beauty is but the beginning of terror.
We can barely endure it
and are awed
when it declines to destroy us.

From the First Duino Elegy

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