I’ve never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life. FERNANDO PESSOA

Thursday, 20 February 2014

Angels

Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angelic orders?

RILKE Duino Elegies: The First Elegy (Translated by EDWARD SNOW)


Why can't they hear me, the angels?

Because they are far too busy meditating, mediating and annunciating . . .

. . . and pinned like butterflies . . .

. . . being frozen in paint and fresco . . .

. . . in galleries, museums and medieval churches . . .

. . . or publicising their appearance in new-age self-help books.

(Thanks to Wikimedia Commons for the pictures)

3 comments:

pilgrimpace said...

As Priest in Charge of a Church dedicated to St Gabriel, I couldn't possibly comment

Andy

The Solitary Walker said...

Don't worry, Andy - wouldn't expect you to comment (though you have), or even blow your horn… :)

pilgrimpace said...

I'll refrain from sounding the trump - best to stay on the right side of the archangels ;-)