Life Is Short Poem by Edmundo Farolan

(Inspired by Omar Khayam)

Life is short.
Sad is the final end.
We were born wrongly
And then we will pass
Towards an irremediable eternity.
Our breath is like smoke.
Our thoughts are like momentary sparks.
Andwhen these are extinguished,
The body will turn to ash,
The spirit will vanish
Like tenuous air.

Our names will be forgotten.
No one will remember our deeds.
Our lives will pass like a trace of cloud;
It will dissipate like a haunted haze from the sun's rays.

Life is the passage of a shadow,
The ending, irremediable: there is no return.

So, come!
Enjoy the present!
Enjoy things with youthful eagerness!
Let us satiate ourselves with wine and perfume!
Let the joy of Spring not escape us!
Let us grasp the memories of our joy!
This is our luck and our fate!