Evening (Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke)

the Old Poems

By Rainer Maria Rilke

The bleak fields are asleep,
My heart alone wakes;
The evening in the harbour
Down his red sails takes.

Night, guardian of dreams,
Now wanders through the land;
The moon, a lily white,
Blossoms within her hand.

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