And you wait

Rainer Maria Rilke

And you wait. You wait for the one thing

that will change your life,

make it more than it is —

something wonderful, exceptional,

stones awakening, depths opening to you.

In the dusky bookstalls

old books glimmer gold and brown.

You think of lands you journeyed through,

of paintings and a dress once worn

by a woman you never found again.

And suddenly you know: that was enough.

You rise and there appears before you

in all its longings and hesitations

the shape of what you lived.