Poems that dim my confidence

I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.

I want to free what waits within me

so that what no one has dared to wish for
may for once spring clear without my contriving.

If this is arrogant, God, forgive me,but this is what I need to say.

May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.

Then in these swelling and ebbing currents, these deepening tides moving out, returning, I will sing you as no one ever has,
streaming through widening channels into the open sea.

-Rainer Maria Rilke
from Book of Hours:Love Poems to God, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy

But is it good? What I do that I want to flow from me like a river? Is it good? Is it God's kind of good? Lately I open my mouth to say something and then close it, what can possible come from my mouth that is without my contriving?...it almost does not feel right to speak anymore.