On Poems and their hidden meanings ..

I happened to read this poem by Theodre Tilton and felt it would be a useful thing to paste it here as a blog post - a real quick one.

“Even this shall pass away” - Theodre Tilton 

Once in Persia reigned a king,
Who upon his signet ring
Graved a maxim true and wise,
Which, if held before his eyes,
Gave him counsel at a glance
Fit for every change and chance.
Solemn words, and these are they,
“Even this shall pass away.”

Trains of camels through the sand
Brought him gems from Samarcand;
Fleets of galleys through the seas
Brought him pearls to match with these;
But he counted not his gain
Treasures of the mine or main;
“What is wealth?” the king would say;
“Even this shall pass away.”

‘Mid the revels of his court,
At the zenith of his sport,
When the palms of all his guests
Burned with clapping at his jests,
He, amid his figs and wine,
Cried, “O loving friends of mine;
Pleasures come, but not to stay,
‘Even this shall pass away.”

Lady, fairest ever seen,
Was the bride he crowned his queen.
Pillowed on his marriage bed,
Softly to his soul he said:
“Though no bridegroom ever pressed
Fairer bosom to his breast,
Mortal flesh must come to clay
Even this shall pass away.”

Fighting on a furious field,
Once a javelin pierced his shield;
Soldiers, with a loud lament,
Bore him bleeding to his tent.
Groaning from his tortured side,
“ Pain is hard to bear,” he cried;
“ But with patience, day by day,
Even this shall pass away.”

Towering in the public square,
Twenty cubits in the air,
Rose his statue, carved in stone.
Then the king, disguised, unknown,
Stood before his sculptured name,
Musing meekly: “What is fame?
Fame is but a slow decay,
Even this shall pass away.”

Struck with palsy, sore and old,
Waiting at the Gates of Gold,
Said he with his dying breath,
“Life is done, but what is Death?”
Then, in answer to the king,
Fell a sunbeam on his ring,
Showing by a heavenly ray,
“Even this shall pass away.”

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'Go with the Flow' ;)
 
          I used to be a person who thought that blogging would require a lot of time and effort to maintain. To be frank I also used to be daunted by the thought of writing an article out in public with so many pair of eyes reading/judging my thoughts. I guess I have now outgrown this way of thinking and am beginning to like the idea of blogging as a medium for self expression :). I am finally taking my first step in rising above the pressure that arises out of a sincere urge in wanting to write posts that are interesting and at the same time useful to the blog readers.  Well, this first step was not an easy one and indeed there was an experience I encountered recently that made me think about blogging it. I aim to keep this blog like a book of life with each post describing some experiences encountered by me or people around me. I will try to thrown in useful information here and there in the interest of any reader who happens to stop by this blog :).As I grow I realize that life will be a bag of experiences of different genre which may not be entirely in our control. Guess the beauty of it depends on how we savor and treasure the best experiences that happen to us and as well learn to vigilantly watch for the lessons we can learn from the not so good experiences.

And yea I have not forgotten about the experience that incited me in creating this blog. Will detail it in my next post as it's past the time of my biological clock to be able to write an articulate post :) ..  Stay tuned for more :D  ! ...