Nothing Gold Can Stay
By Robert Frost
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
I was reading a book and saw a reference to Robert Frost's poem, "Nothing Gold Can Stay." Since I didn't know the poem, I looked it up.Later, I watched a sunrise morph and shape shift in incremental moments. And while the first gold of morning didn't "stay," I guess I'd prefer to find beauty in the unique qualities of each moment. No, the sunrise glory doesn't tarry long. But there's more to "unwrap" in each moment - if only we're willing to look.
A Time to Think
Unwrap the hidden beauties in an ordinary day. –Gerhard E. Frost, author
A Time to Act
Find joy where and when it surfaces.
It's not difficult to see the beauty in every day,if we just take time to stop awhile. I am always in awe of sunset colours.
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely poem.
Yes, there is beauty in every day. I enjoy seeing the beauty you find along your hikes!
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