WHO UPON A SIGNET RING,
CARVED A MAXIM STRANGE AND WISE,
WHEN HELD BEFORE HIS EYES,
GAVE HIM COUNCEL AT A GLANCE,
FIT FOR EVERY CHANGE AN CHANCE:
SOLEMN WORDS,AND THESE WERE THEY:
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY"
TRAINS OF CAMEL THROUGH THE SAND,
BROUGHT HIM GEMS FROM SAMARCAND,
FLEETS OF GALLEYS OVER THE SEAS,
BROUGHT HIM PEARLS TO RIVAL THIS,
BUT HE COUNTED LITLLE GAIN,
TREASURES OF THE MINE OR MAIN;
"WHAT IS HEALTH?"THE KING WOULD SAY,
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY"
MID THE PLEASURES OF HIS COURT,
AT THE ZENITH OF THEIR SPORT,
WHEN THE PALMS OF ALL IS GUESTS,
BURNED WHITH CLAPPING AT IS JESTS,
SEATEAD MIDST THE FIGS AND WINE,
SAY THE KING :"AH, FRIENDS OF MINE,
PLEASURES CAMES BUT NOT TO STAY"
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY"
WOMAN,FAIREST EVER SEEN,
WAS THE BRIDE HE CROWNED AS QUEEN,
PILLOWED ON THE MARRIAGE-BED,
WHISPERING TO HIS SOUL HE SAID:
"THOUGH NO MONARCH EVER PRESSED
FAIRER BOSOM TO HIS BREAST,
MORTAL FLEASH IS ONLY CLAY!
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY"
FIGHTING ON THE FURIOUS FIELD,
ONCE A JAVELIN PIERCED HIS SHIELD,
SOLDIERS WITH A LOUD LAMENT,
BORE HIM BLEEDING TO HIS TORTURED SIDE,
"PAIN IS HARD TO BEAR",HE CRIED,
BUT WITH PATIENCE,DAY BY DAY,
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY"
TOWERING IN A PUBLIC SQUARE,
FORTY CUBITS IN THIS AIR,
AND THE KING DISGUISED,UNKNOMN,
GAZED UPON HIS SCULPTURED NAME.
AND HE PONDERED,"WHAT IS FAME?"
"FAME IS BUT A SLOW DECAY!"
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY"
STRUCK WITH PALSY,SORE AND OLD,
WAITING AT THE GATES OF GOLD,
SAID HE WITH HIS DYING BREATH,
"LIFE IS DONE, BUT WHAT IS DEATH?"
THEN AS ANSWEAR TO THE KING,
FELL A SUNBEAM ON HIS RING,
SHOWING BY A HEAVENLY RAY,
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY"
-THEODORE TILTON
(dedicado a minha amiga yoguini,S.B.)
Um poema lindo e muito profundo, que fala da essência da vida e de como ela deve ser encarada... Para guardar na mente e no coração. Para sempre.
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