Monday, July 12, 2010

Even This Shall Pass Away

Once in Persia reigned a King
Who upon his signet ring
Graved a maxim true and wise,
Which, if held before the 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 Samarkand;
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 the sport,
When the palms of all his guests
Burned with clapping at his jests;
He amid his figs and wine,
Cried: "Oh loving friends of mine!"
"Pleasure comes but not to stay;"
"Even this shall pass away."

Lady fairest ever seen,
Was the woman 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, sere 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."

- Theodore Tilton
1835-1907





1 comment:

888 said...

"Throughout the many layered panoramic schemes of manifestation, the exaggeration of being and the cosmic display, is for the main, transitory, changing and illusory. Those things which are transitory, changing and illusory must contain (or grow to contain) some real cosmic substance that they reach some kind of 'permanent status' to therefore remain. Spiritually speaking a cosmic substance of worth is a rarefied virtue.

"Those things which are transitory, changing and illusory that are deficit in cosmic substance, disassemble and go back into the interior wardrobes from whence all 'stuff' comes from. If there were not the disposables such as these, then the 'uncreating' that occurs would extinguish the permanent and thereby disable all 'life' (in and out of manifestation).

"So the worthy remains, the permanent remains; some actively being and being represented, being clothed, demonstrating, creating, etc., some in quiescence, in retirement, in repose, in dream activity from higher realms, and so forth."

-B.Hive
http://888-esoteric-christianity.blogspot.com.au/2010/11/disablement-of-self-23rd-march-1999.html