The future: time's excuse
to frighten us; too vast
a project, too large a morsel
for the heart's mouth.
Future, who won't wait for you?
Everyone is going there.
It suffices you to deepen
the absence that we are.
Translated by A. Poulin
The Future
Rainer Maria Rilke
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Poem topics: heart, time, wait, mouth, excuse, large, absence, future, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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