just once

 

But because truly being here is so much;
because everything here apparently needs us,
this fleeting world,
which in some strange way
keeps calling to us.
Us, the most fleeting of all.
Once for each thing.
Just once; no more.
And we too, just once.
And never again.
But to have been this once,
completely, even if only once:
to have been at one with the earth,
seems beyond undoing.

~Rainer Maria Rilke

 

Part of the appeal of this image to both this little boys mother and I (well, aside from the fact that he is actually stationary for a brief moment), is the inside knowledge that while he has such a big boy cool stance going on for a two year old, he is sucking two fingers all the while.

Just goes to show you, that oftentimes it’s that which we *don’t* necessarily see with our eyes that tells the greater story.

~Cynthia

PS Have I mentioned I happen to love Rainer Maria Rilke?