Embracing Fall In Vienna With A Rainstorm Of Rainer Maria Rilke’s Words!

Those mystical, windy and grey autumn days, preparing me for another chilling winter to come.

Raindrops washing away our worries and playing with our thoughts....

I am loving some "monomad" days, painting colours for my weekends with new friends.

It’s hard for me to get used to the colder times again but hanging out with a close school friend and a few Steemians @vieanna, her son @brickster and @mundharmonika in-front of the gigantic, gothic St.Stephans Cathedral in the classic cafe, called “Cafe/Hotel am Stephansplatz”, made my weekend a wonderful one.

What a breathtaking view to the majestic church, observing the vibrant streetlife around, while sipping on a cup of Melange and chatting away about @steemit and @steemfest for hours, without moving away from this perfect spot.

#spaceistheplace

Once again I am thinking of poetry looking outside of the window, enjoying a rainstorm at breakfast at my friends charming Viennese house.

Suddenly, from all the green around you,
something-you don't know what-has disappeared,
you feel it creeping closer to the window,
in total silence. From the nearby wood
you hear the urgent whistling of a plover,
reminding you of someone's Saint Jerome:
so much solitude and passion come from that one voice, whose fierce request the downpour.

The walls, with their ancient portraits, glide
away from us, cautiously, as though
they weren't supposed to hear what we are saying.
And reflected on the faded tapestries now;
the chill, uncertain sunlight of those long
childhood hours when you were so afraid.
by Rainer Maria Rilke

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