Hymn to Apollo.

Let yourself be led on a journey
of associations.
Paolo Conte - Dancing:
Die Tänzerin, Klimt
Second Delphic Hymn to Apollo:
Archaic Torso of Apollo
by Rainer Maria Rilke
translated by Stephen Mitchell

We cannot know his legendary head
with eyes like ripening fruit.
And yet his torso is still suffused
with brilliance from inside, like a
lamp, in which his gaze,
now turned to low,

gleams in all its power.
Otherwise the curved breast could not
dazzle you so, nor could a smile run
through the placid hips and thighs to
that dark center where procreation flared.

Otherwise this stone would seem defaced
beneath the translucent cascade of the
shoulders and would not glisten like a
wild beast's fur:

would not, from all the borders of itself,
burst like a star: for here there is no place
that does not see you.
You must change your life.
Male torso, © 2006 Musée du Louvre / Daniel Lebée et Carine Deambrosis

What do you feel?