BEL’OCCHIO   …   the beautiful eye



Center of all centers, core of cores,
almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet–
all this universe, to the furthest stars
all beyond them, is your flesh, your fruit.



Now you feel how nothing clings to you;
your vast shell reaches into endless space,
and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow.
Illuminated in your infinite peace,




a billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
will be, when all the stars are dead.




(Rainer Maria Rilke wrote the poem BUDDHA IN  GLORY when he worked as a secretary for the sculptor Auguste Rodin, Summer 1908)


12 thoughts on “BUDDHA IN GLORY

    • I do so love my Buddha. He was a birthday gift from my son an his wife. The Tin Man and Augustine gave Buddha’s head several rubs for good luck Jo Nell. XX V.

      • Yes, giggle……..giggle……..I was looking at the Buddha and thinking, well he is my Buddha now too………giggle …………giggle. Lovely words ……………Lovely Buddha…………Lovely Virginia and Good Husband………Perfect Friends! XXXOOO Tinny & Augustine

      • I do have a wonderful lasting memory Tinny – The memory of you and Augustine rubbing Buddha’s head as you left our home. All I can do is smile and smile when I see my Buddha and think of the both of you. XXXOOOOO L & V

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