Friedrich Schiller

(10 November 1759 – 9 May 1805 / Marbach, Württemberg)

Different Destinies - Poem by Friedrich Schiller

Millions busily toil, that the human race may continue;
But by only a few is propagated our kind.
Thousands of seeds by the autumn are scattered, yet fruit is engendered
Only by few, for the most back to the element go.
But if one only can blossom, that one is able to scatter
Even a bright living world, filled with creations eterne.


Comments about Different Destinies by Friedrich Schiller

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: autumn, world



Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



[Hata Bildir]