Wordworth's immortal lines begin, "The world is too much with us," but sometimes it seems the world leaves us all too soon -- as in the case of springtime flower blossoms, which seem only to have arrived before their blooms fade once more into the year's memories. Some lovely photos of apple blossoms at their best, plus poetry and commentary, at blog.amynelsonhahn.info -- keep clicking on those ads, people, and help make the blog even better!
This too does pass
Luck has trained us,
never stare at luck too long.
The truly beautiful does not remain
with fragile hearts, with feeble eyes.
We look, we ponder, we try
so very hard to sustain
what should last forever but one day --
we should not demand further.
Give an innocent cry,
make a chagrined expression,
a contorted dance of pain,
but always the world that is
is so much with us --
we should not demand further.
The truly beautiful does not,
however much we demand of it,
quite long remain.Copyright (c) 2012 Amy Nelson Hahn
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