That blind man by the bridge, who is as gray
As a forgotten country’s boundary stone,
Might be the thing most constant and alone
Around which stars are turning far away:
A centerpoint in isolate repose,
While all about him postures, strays, and flows.
Perhaps he shows a pathway to the just,
Beside which other paths look snarled and curled,
Or keeps an entrance to the underworld,
Invisible in superficial dust.
(Rainer Maria Rilke)
More Poetry from Rainer Maria Rilke:
- Elegy X (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
- Elegy I (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
- Elegy IV (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
- Fear of the Inexplicable (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
- To Lou Andreas-Salo (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
- Dedication to M. (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)