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Kindheit
by Rainer Maria Rilke

It would be good to give much thought, before
you try to find words for something so lost,
for those long childhood afternoons you knew
that vanished so completely -and why?

We're still reminded-: sometimes by a rain,
but we can no longer say what it means;
life was never again so filled with meeting,
with reunion and with passing on

as back then, when nothing happened to us
except what happens to things and creatures:
we lived their world as something human,
and became filled to the brim with figures.

And became as lonely as a sheperd
and as overburdened by vast distances,
and summoned and stirred as from far away,
and slowly, like a long new thread,
introduced into that picture-sequence
where now having to go on bewilders us

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Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.

Para sa aking isla, sa aking lawa, sa aking punong mangga.

Draft H

Hero,

Nakakatawang isipin kung paano ko ipino-project sa ibang tao, bagay at lugar ang pagmamahal na sana'y para sa iyo. Ilang beses ko nang sinubukang iaalay ito subalit ayaw mo namang tanggapin. Noong pumunta ako sa Cebu nitong nakaraang araw ko lamang napagtanto na may ganito pala akong paraan ng pagmamahal sa iyo. Isa sa mga maraming paraan.

Sa isipan ko ay gumagawa ako ng isang kwentong isinasabuhay sa iba't-ibang lalaking nakikilala ko. Ito lang ang tanging paraan upang mailabas ko ang pagmamahal ko. Ang paglalambing ko.

Ito ang kwento nating dalawa. Ang kwento ng ating pag-iibigan. Kung mabibigyan mo lamang ako ng pagkakataon..