meherc
07-13-2012, 11:23 PM
Thank you for posting this. Just where I am now,, adrift ,in fear, having to remake my life literally. lost in the stars. I also wanted to mention and this is probably the wrong place for it but I am the woman whose 21 yo had a psychotic break and knifed his dad to death in front of his younger sister. We are still suffering tremendously. My daughter is going off to college next month. My son has been declared competent (!!!!!)and his trial starts Nov 1, the DA is going for Murder 1, life in prison. He is sick, not evil.I could see in his eyes that evening that it wasn't him. I have no family, and I mean I didn't have family before but now I really have no one but my 17yo. I am afraid to go to that trial every day by myself.I feel completely alone in the world. I would like you all to consider coming to show support once in a while and so I won't feel so scared.
Ignorant before the heavens of my life
Ignorant before the heavens of my life,
I stand and gaze in wonder. Oh the vastness
of the stars. Their rising and descent. How still.
As if I didn't exist. Do I have any
share in this? Have I somehow dispensed with
their pure effect? Does my blood's ebb and flow
change with their changes? Let me put aside
every desire, every relationship
except this one, so that my heart grows used to
its farthest spaces. Better that it live
fully aware, in the terror of its stars, than
as if protected, soothed by what is near.
- Rainer Maria Rilke
(Translated by Stephen Mitchell )
Ignorant before the heavens of my life
Ignorant before the heavens of my life,
I stand and gaze in wonder. Oh the vastness
of the stars. Their rising and descent. How still.
As if I didn't exist. Do I have any
share in this? Have I somehow dispensed with
their pure effect? Does my blood's ebb and flow
change with their changes? Let me put aside
every desire, every relationship
except this one, so that my heart grows used to
its farthest spaces. Better that it live
fully aware, in the terror of its stars, than
as if protected, soothed by what is near.
- Rainer Maria Rilke
(Translated by Stephen Mitchell )