Empires rise and empires fall
Make way for others, Nature's call
Plays games with Man as cycles turn,
Return to nothingness, inurn
Irrevelancies which so tall
Seemed once to stand, ambitions pall.
Each mind may find calm’s balm, discern,
Despite Time's pressure, peace none spurn.
Use well life’s spell as spacious hall
To understand how all IN all
Equal stands, IS all to learn.
Much veiled, or paled, scaled truth may turn.
P.S. what silver, gold, appear
Shine only to reflect vain tear.
Existential déjà-vu
Muses on beneath life's tree,
Perusing through eternity
Ideas and feelings which into
Regrets may turn, dreams spiral through
Ends, means, bends, flame fame's aims to see
Some framework for coherency.
One day alone, the next wit's woo
Fares well a while then farewell to
The slings and arrows life must see
In phantom mime fatuity:
Mortality's subjective view
Each must fray path to answers held
Spring shoots, fall leaf loots, roots, tree felled.
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I would like to translate this poem
It is true. It is only as complicated, as we make it. We must learn.....iip