Your Daily Lear

 

--words and image by Edward Lear

Woking is now a suburb of London.  But in the 19th century when it was a separate village or town, it was the birthplace and childhood home of H.G. Wells.  

A Walk

A Walk

 My eyes already touch the sunny hill, 

going far ahead of the road I have begun.

 So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;

 it has its inner light, even from a distance— 

 and changes us, even if we do not reach it,

 into something else, which, hardly sensing it, we already are;

 a gesture waves us on, answering our own wave...

 but what we feel is the wind in our faces. 

 Rainer Maria Rilke

 translated by Robert Bly