If Only For Once
If only for once it were still.
If the not quite right and the why this
could be muted, and the neighbour’s laughter,
and the static my senses make —
if all of it didn’t keep me from coming awake —
Then, in one vast thousandfold thought,
I could think you up to where thinking ends.
I could possess you,
even for the brevity of a smile,
to offer you
to all that lives,
– by Rainer Maria Rilke