My name is Mike Rugnetta.

I chose this poem because first and foremost it has one of my favorite opening lines of any poem, and also in general, I mean, I really enjoy a lot of Rilke's writing but this one in particular I think is a great example of his writing on just, like difficulty, and of, like I don't know, just the difficulty of kind of living and trying to trying to figure out yourself in your life.

My life is not this steeply sloping hour,
in which you see me hurrying.
Much stands behind me;  I stand before it like a tree;
I am only one of many mouths,
and at that, the one that will be still the soonest.

I am the rest between two notes,
which are somehow always in discord
because Death's note wants to climb over--
but in the dark interval, reconciled,
they stay there trembling.
                      And the song goes on, beautiful.