April riddle

Here’s a little light riddle for the week. In medieval Europe, April was the first full month of the New Year, which began on March 25 — the feast of the Annunciation for Western Christians. Tolkien borrowed this date as the day of the Ring’s destruction in Mount Doom, and Aragorn instituted it as the beginning of the Gondorian New Year.  So it seems appropriate to seize the day (well, about a week late) to post a short riddle about time.

The answer will appear in a comment on Friday.

I only appear
Once in a year.
Wherever you seek,
I’m twice in a week.
And I’m sorry to say,
I’m not once in a day.

Entryway

Whoever you may be: at evening rise
And leave the hearth you know so thoroughly.
The last horizon’s end is where it lies:
Whoever you may be.

Now with your eyes, which you can scarcely free
From that familiar threshold of your own,
Raise up by slow degrees a blackened tree
Against the heaven, slender and alone.

And you have made the world. And it will grow
Like words in stillness—ripe, immense;
And as your will begins to grasp the sense,
Your eyes will sweetly let it go…

~ Rainer Maria Rilke, Book of Images