You See, I Want A Lot

Rainer Maria Rilke
from The Book of the Hours

You see, I want a lot.
Perhaps I want everything: 
the darkness that comes with every infinite fall 
and the shivering blaze of every step up.

So many live on and want nothing 
And are raised to the rank of prince 
By the slippery ease of their light judgments.

But what you love to see are faces 
that do work and feel thirst. 

You love most of all those who need you 
as they need a crowbar or a hoe. 

You have not grown old, and it is not too late 
To dive into your increasing depths 

where life calmly gives out its own secret.