I Come Home

I come home from the soaring

in which I lost myself

I was song, and the refrain which is God

is still roaring in my ears.

Now I am still

and plain;

no more words.

To the others I was like the wind:

I made them shake.

I'd gone very far, as far as the angels,

and high, where light thins into nothing.
But deep in the darkness is God ..

By Rainer Maria Rilke