Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by J. Mullen
Lord: it is time. The summer was great.
Lay your shadows onto the sundials
and let loose the winds upon the fields.
Command the last fruits to be full,
give them yet two more southern days,
urge them to perfection, and chase
the last sweetness into the heavy wine.
Who now has no house, builds no more.
Who is now alone, will long remain so,
will stay awake, read, write long letters
and will wander restlessly here and there
in the avenues, when the leaves drift.
Baby boomers celebrate what we have achieved and make our celebration our contribution to the this new age
There is so much talk about Gen Y. Here is the question for baby boomers. How should we celebrate the autumn of our years?
Gen Y will be here one day too. They might also be interested in how to celebrate the house that is ours and to make the celebration of our achievements our very contribution to this new age?
What is your house? How do you celebrate? How does your celebration contribute? How many of us can answer these questions simply?