One Day
When I’m old and gray
when I join the fray
against Death’s strife
at the end of my life
I’ll look in the mirror
and cry and say,
“You’ll die, one day,”
I watch my cat sleep
dreaming so deep
alive as can be, and yet
he mirrors life’s sorrowful debt
I feel his warm flank
and cry and say,
“You’ll die, one day,”
I see nature’s great majesty
glorious creation, as beautiful as can be
basking in the sun’s day
and, at night, hiding away
but I think that sad thought
and cry and say,
“You’ll die, one day,”
I shed a tear, then look at the sun
so warm, so brilliant, so fun
in day you burn so bright
then you rest through the night
and though, sure as ever, you return tomorrow
I cry and say,
“You’ll die, one day,”
I hold the whole Earth in my hand
grasping ever tighter as it disappears like sand
in a wretched hour glass,
its contents falling much too fast
I look down at my sandy palms
and cry and say,
“You’ll die, one day,”
- Author: Chloe Miller ( Offline)
- Published: July 14th, 2021 07:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Some thoughts I had on the temperance of the material world. Artwork: Hourglass by Tito Salomoni
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 31
Comments3
Great composition. It's all only the nature of things.
Indeed. I think it's a sad thing, but it's also a reminder that what we have is so beautiful, and its temperance only adds to the importance of its appreciation. Glad you enjoyed and thanks for the comment!
we only change,never die
I suppose that's true to an extent, but there is still the passing away of material things dear to us within our current bout of consciousness, and I think it's important to acknowledge this idea of "death". Thank you for the read and the comment!
you`re welcome
Good words Chloe but still some tome to go.
Welcome to MPS.
Thanks for the comment! Glad you see some promise in me. I'm sure over time I will be able to truly attain a mastery of this artform.
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