Republishing this as it ended up posted back in June rather than for July 24– sorry for the duplication
You are the future, the immense morning sky
turning red over the prairies of eternity…
You are the meaning deepest inside things
that never reveals the secret of its owner.
And how you look depends on where we are:
from a boat, you are shore, from the shore a boat.
~Rainer Maria Rilke, from Love Poems to God from the Book of Hours