Lady on a Balcony, by Rainer Maria Rilke

Lady on a Balcony

She steps out suddenly, wrapped in the wind,
in plain sight, as if in relief,
while now the living room, like a cut-out
behind her, fills the doorway   darkly, like the ground of a cameo
shimmering around the edges;
and you realize it wasn’ t evening
before she stepped out   to lay her hands on the railing
almost weightless, as if
to reach from the terrace to the sky,
and drift away from all things. - Rainer Maria Rilke

Rainer Maria Rilke