Time passes…..
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
Days flow
In habitual, mindless haze
Yet always aware
In unconsious ways-
The clock ticks on;
The sun rises,
The sun sets-
Another day lost forever
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
The baby cries,
The old man dies-
Birth and death,
Life’s accomplishments along the way
Mark time by memories;
Always tomorrow comes
Unbidden, endless days
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
Awake! Toss back the covers of indifference-
Breathe the fragrance of existence,
Savor the banquet of Life,
Visualize the inner beauty of creation-
Listen with a passion of the heart
And feel from the depths of the soul,
For this is our mortality…..
No matter how brief.
Robert Frost
(1874 – 1963)
William Shakespeare
(1564 – 1616)
Maya Angelou
(1928 – 2014)
Pablo Neruda
(1904 – 1973)
Emily Dickinson
(1830 – 1886)
Langston Hughes
(1901 – 1967)
Rabindranath Tagore
(1861 – 1941)
William Wordsworth
(1770 – 1850)
Shel Silverstein
(1930 – 1999)
William Blake
(1757 – 1827)
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