I Want to Unfold

  1. I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough to make every moment holy.
  2. I am too tiny in this world, and not tiny enough just to lie before you like a thing, shrewd and secretive.
  3. I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will, as it goes toward action;
  4. and in those quiet, sometimes hardly moving times, when something is coming near,
  5. I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.
  6. I want to be a mirror for your whole body, and I never want to be blind, or to be too old to hold up your heavy and swaying picture.
  7. I want to unfold. I don’t want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie.
  8. and I want my grasp of things to be true before you.
  9. I want to describe myself like a painting that I looked at closely for a long time,
  10. like a saying that I finally understood,
  11. like the pitcher I use every day,
  12. like the face of my mother,
  13. like a ship that carried me through the wildest storm of all.
  14. — Rainer Maria Rilke