On the tree of life,
Good name is like summer blooms
Though often hidden by the leaves,
They are spotted by their scent
And may yield fruits in clusters!
But quick fame is like autumn leaves
Which turn auburn and brown
They wither away at the slightest wind
And cry in raspy sound
When crushed under the feet
So hasten! Let us not defer
To gather that which will endure!
Fame that is fake or superfluous does not last long and which is carved in hearts is evergreen! a nice thoughtful verse
Indeed as Mr Robert Herrick once said in a similar vein, Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. This too be true of friends in weather fair and foul and ones reputation once traded in haste can never be reclaimed. A very sage, succinct write.
Gather that which will endure. Beautiful poem with a nice friendly advice. Thank you.
wonderful words with a good message. so hasten! let us not defer to gather that which will endure
Wonderful thought. Verses that touch and move gently over many a feelings and flash pictures of the past too, though the content tolls a fine maxim in itself! Sweet summer blooms and autumn leaves in right ratio blended and kept in a mind jar would bless the whole self with wild haunting scent. God Bless. What a cute write!
An excellent comparison of blooms and leaves. The blossoms of our lives should be lovely and bear fruits. Our leaves falling away in autumn should shed some burdens and cares of the world. An inspiring write for this one is. A Valsa classic indeed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
pairing of symbols from tree that reflect human life done in the most beautiful ways. love this.