“I don’t want to stand before you
like a thing, shrewd, secretive.
I want my own will, and I want
simply to be with my will,
as it goes toward action.
And in the silent, sometimes hardly moving times,
when something is coming near,
I want to be with those who know
secret things or else alone.
I want to unfold.
I don’t want to be folded anywhere,
because where I am folded,
there I am a lie.”
– Rainer Maria Rilke
One Street Shy 
Thanks for Rilke!
Thanks for a sip of aged wine and a clink of gasses.
Oh, yes!
Good poem..!
The poem is beautiful and true, in relation to my own experience, and true to Rilke’s experience, if we think of his Letters to a Young Poet.
The line I found more connected to the (statue in the) photo was this one:
“(…) a thing, shrewd, secretive.”
Thank you. It has also been my experience as well. So we are alike.
The lines I found connected to my photograph was this:
“And in the silent, sometimes hardly moving times,
when something is coming near,
I want to be with those who know
secret things or else alone”.