Even This Will Pass Away

Once in Persia reigned a King,
Who upon a signet ring,
Carved a maxim strange and wise,
When held before his eyes,
Gave him counsel at a glance,
Fit for every change and chance:
Solemn words, and these were they;
"Even This Will Pass Away!"

Trains of camel through the sand
Brought him gems from Samarcand;
Fleets of galleys over the seas
Brought him pearls to rival these,
But he counted little gain,
Treasures of the mine or main;
"What is wealth?" the king would say,
"Even This Will Pass Away!"

Woman fairest ever seen
Was the bride he crowned as queen,
Pillowed on the marriage-bed,
Whispering to his soul, he said,
"Mortal flesh is only clay!
Even This Will Pass Away!"

Mid the pleasures of his court
At the zenith of their sport,
When the palms of all his guests,
Burned with clapping at his jests,
Seated midst the figs and wine,
Said the king, "Ah, friends of mine.
Pleasures come but not to stay,
Even This Will Pass Away!"

Fighting on the furious field,
Once a javelin pierced his shield,
Soldiers with a loud lament,
Bore him bleeding to his tortured side,
"Pain is hard to bear", he cried.
"But with patience day by day,
Even This Will Pass Away!"

Towering in a public square,
Forty cubits in this air,
And the king disguised, unknown,
Gazed upon his sculptured name.
And he pondered, "What is fame?"
"Fame is but a slow decay!
Even This Will Pass Away!"

Struck wit palsy, sore and old,
Waiting at the gates of gold,
Said he with his dying breath,
"Life is done, but what is Death?"
Then as answer to the king,
Fell a sunbeam on his ring;
Showing by a heavenly ray,
"Even This Will Pass Away!"

[Author: Theodore Tilton]

Very true Karan ji..............thanks for sharing with us....it makes us to think in different way........ :oops: