Nuggets Of Wisdom - On Impermanence Comments

did i mention that Valsa is also as wise as she is due to MY influence! ?

I'm very impressed so far with the poem. ================================================== Obdurate is a formal word meaning stubborn. If you want to major in English, but your parents are obdurate that you should go premed, they might go so far as to threaten not to pay your tuition. This adjective descends from Latin obdurare to harden. A near synonym is adamant, from Latin adamas hard metal, diamond. ...............i, Bri, of course, would use stubbornly, as i don't 'know' obdurately, ............until now! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Lovely throughout! and i got a small chuckle with the last line. [i did teach to Valsa all she knows about humor/humour] to MyPoemList. and, though a bit 'long', i shall circumvent my new general rule for my monthly showcase and PUT THE WHOLE DAMN POEM INTO May's showcase! ! i AM the boss of the showcase for goodness sake. but now Brian Johnston will probably whine: Bri! Why can't i have as much room for MY POEM as you gave to Valsa? ! my answer: Sorry [not really], Valsa is a female! Enough said. Plus she is a dear PH friend, even more than dear old BJ is! ! ======================================== That which exists today is not there tomorrow...........if, by That, you are referring to the food in our kitchen, i .....................................shall just have to eat it ALL tonight! more favorite lines: Remember everything has to eventually die Like bubbles bursting in a matter of time brieff .............i wish people were not in such haste to live SO LONG! and: Thus when cruelly expelled by the tree that held it close Down it lies withered, trampled by treading feet and: Impermanence being in the grand design of things To nothing in this world, one can permanently cling So, willingly give way to herald in the new, As autumn leaves cannot be laundered for the spring! ............a little rhyming [good, appropriate rhyming], , , , , , , , , , ................................is better than none, i say. ;) lovely words and photo. bri :) i noticed, but did NOT mind, the absence of most punctuation.

Like shooting stars which vanish in the flicker of an eye Life comes and goes- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - stunning, you write such beauty about our enemy, death Impermanence being in the grand design of things To nothing in this world, one can permanently cling So, willingly give way to herald in the new, As autumn leaves cannot be laundered for the spring! - - - - - - - Valsa, this is the perfect closure and the last line is the perfect closing line....10+++++++++++++++++++++++

Wonderful write from beginning to end. One has to pass through all the seasons willingly or unwillingly. End of season autumn cannot be avoided. Loved it.

A wonderful reflection on life and death. Made me think of the poem, Eternity, by William Blake, the first poem I ever read on Poemhunter (and commented on) . In a hundred years, all of us who are here now, will be no longer here. But like the leave nourishing the future leaves, it will be our good deeds, our wisdom, and yes, our poetry, that still will nourish the supra-z generation of 2117. Very thought provoking and excellently written poem!

True words of wisdom written so beautifully. A 10+. Thank you for sharing Valsa.

As someone said, change is the only thing permanent in this world of flux. You have brought this truth out beautifully in this poem - a chain of golden nuggets. I am reminded that even as I read your poem, many, perhaps millions, of cells died in my body! But isn't there something unchanging that watches over this state of flux, on which the changes are reflected? (10)

You established beautifully the teaching of Nature-the best teacher.

So, willingly give way to herald in the new. Only thing permanent is what the living will leave. The leaf has given strength to the tree to live long and grow its kind.

Full of wisdom and insight. Impermanence of life is a bitter reality. It's hard to let go of the beauty of relationships n the world but as long as we cling to things, we only prolong our suffering. A deft use of vocabulary and expression with a great message. Another brilliant write from your poetic pen. A big 10.

Life is about the beginning and the end but it's our choice of how we live our life with open mind and freedom to let go and change and to move on with courage and belief of better times, to rejoice and be grateful for the gift of living without bitterness and regret, but to fly to freedom of our own creative spirit leaving a trail of love from our lives! Outstanding write Valsa!

A brilliant poem, Valsa. That 6th stanza really does make me think, and suggests that even death itself may not be a permanent state. It is the transition that paves the way for new life.

Muse! ! Life and death. Each birth leads to an eventual death! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

After reading this philosophic poem I thought of Valsa's poems, To Mu Anonymous Lover and A Ship Board Romance, then started believing, The only constant in life is its inconstancy. It's a great and thoughtful poem.

Nice. This poem has the power to inspire. Keep it up!

change is inevitable, love relates to life and life is short... so dreams and hopes propagate in generations. beautiful and nuggets of wisdom, yes