Nothing Gold Stays

Who can resist the strangulating grip of time? That which exists today may not be there tomorrow Like shooting stars which vanish in the flicker of an eye Life comes and goes quicker than a darting arrow The only constant in life is its inconstancy With time, even our existence turns a myth As every sunrise follows a sundown, Each birth leads to an eventual death In the fluidity of time, we are in a state of flux So don’t obdurately hold anything in your arms Instead loosen your grip and let things go With the ease of water through your open palms Every lovely flower that blossoms once Fades in time and eventually turns to brown Even a leaf that clings tenaciously to the tree When autumn blasts strike, falls down Impermanence being in the grand design of things To nothing in this world, one can permanently cling So, willingly give way to herald in the new, As autumn leaves cannot be laundered for the spring! Feb.22.2023 ~ Placed Second~ Inspired by Robert Frost’s ‘Nothing Gold can Stay’ Poetry Contest Sponsor JCB. Brul