"I beg you...You are so young!
You stand before beginnings...have patience with everything that
remains unsolved in your heart.
Try to love the questions themselves,
like locked rooms and like a book written in a foreign language.
Do not now look for the answers.
They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them.
It is a question of experiencing everything.
At present you need to live the question."
During my travels, I always, always keep a notebook near me. I try to read as much as I can when I travel, and being on the road always seems to lead me to great stories of all sorts that I dont think I would have come across if I had not been at that place, at that time. When travelling, one feels compelled to dive into a private world of imagination that only books can provide, and some things I read, I write down so that when the trip is over and done with, I will not forget the things I loved most!
I was looking through some of these notebooks, and its literally like looking back in time! Some of my best memories are in these notebooks. Some pages are filled with my planned travel itenerary, train schedules, places to see etc. Others have quotes from people I met along the way, or little excerpts from books I was reading at the time.
This poem above is an excerpt I came across recently that really caught my eye and resonated with me (a second time!). It must have resonated with me at the time since I jotted it down, but even now there is something new about it that intrigues me. It is from a book called "Letters to a Young Poet" by Rainer Maria Rilke. ( A late 1800s-early 1900s Bohemian-Austrian poet)
I thought this was a very interesting book. It is compiled of letters R.M. Rilke wrote to a young man who was about to join the military in Germany and can be read online @ : http://www.carrothers.com/rilke_main.htm
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