Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Poetry of Rilke: The Book of Images; “Autumn”
The leaves are falling, falling as from far away,
as if distant gardens withered in the skies;
they fall with gestures saying “No.”
And in the nights the heavy earth falls
from a multitude of stars into aloneness.
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