A poem for INTJ ‘s everywhere
27 Wednesday Jan 2010
Written by Jo Jordan in POSITIVE PSYCHOLOGY, WELLBEING & POETRY
Sense of Something
I am like a flag in the center of open space.
I sense ahead the wind which is coming, and must live
it through
while the things of the world still do not move:
the doors still close softly, and the chimneys are full
of silence,
the windows do not rattle yet, and the dust still lies down.
I already know the storm, and I am troubled as the sea.
I leap out, and fall back,
and throw myself out, and am absolutely alone
in the great storm.
Translated by Robert Bly
Rainer Maria Rilke
1 comments
January 28, 2010 at 4:27 am
Good morning Jo
Hope you are well and thawing. We in the grip of a drought.
I live in a backwoods where some of the letters skate over my head. What does INTJ stand for?
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