Girl In Love

That's my window. This minute
So gently did I alight 
From sleep--was still floating in it.
Where has my life its limit
And where begins the night?

I could fancy all things around me 
Were nothing but I as yet;
Like a crystal's depth, profoundly 
Mute, translucent, unlit.

I have space to spare inside me 
For the stars, too: so full of room
Feels my heart; so lightly
Would it let go of him, whom

For all I know I have srated
To love, it may be to hold.
Strange, as if never charted,
Stares my fortune untold.

Why is it I am bedded 
Beneath this infinitude,
Fragrant like a meadow,
Hither and thither moved,

Calling out, yet fearing
Someone might hear the cry,
Destined to disappearing
Within another I.

Rainer Maria Rilke