The Vanity of Existence Comments

I cite here the last stanza: But when the tide had ebbed away, The scene fantastic with it fled, A bank of mud around me lay, And sea-weed on the river's bed. Reality convinces here: Life is but a draem. So true! Top Marks

The vanity of human existence exposed beautifully with its ultimate reality. Thanks for sharing. Life's flowery fields before us rise, Regardless of its winter day. Convince us life is but a dream.

Fantasy doped lives enjoy mirages and never see the reality. When the tide has gone, only mud and weeds one is left with. Vanity never does good. Very philosophical and beautifully versed poem.

When the tide had ebbed away! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Somewhat philosophical I think. It is so interesting.

Very interesting. can be read several ways. Which is the illusion, heaven or earth?

It goes on and on this endless strife This unending cycle of death and of life Pleasures few and suffering so much more Till we nomads reach the freedoms shore…………