All Saints' Day

Rainer Maria Rilke

Listen, my heart, as only saints have listened: 

until some enormous call lifted them off the ground; 

yet still they knelt, those impossible people, 

undistracted by the sound, intent on listening. 

Not that you could endure the voice of God, far from it. 

But hear what is whispering, the endless message 

forming itself from the silence.

[If you love God, are seeking after Ultimate Truth, endlessly, All Saints' Day is your day.]