Premonition

I am like a flag surrounded by vast, open space.

I sense the coming winds and must live through them,

while all other things among themselves do not yet move:

The doors close quietly, and in the chimneys is silence;

The windows do not yet tremble, and the dust is still heavy and dark.

I already know the storms, and I'm as restless as the sea.

I roll out in waves and fall back upon myself,

and throw myself off into the air and am completely alone

in the immense storm.

A Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke