Thursday, 8 February 2007

Always Time to Stare

Following on from my previous post about the lack of time, let me remind myself of this beautiful poem, which really needs no commentary:


What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

By Wm. Henry Davies.

Here's a photo I took of one of my favourite places, St Ives, Cornwall.

What I will say is, that if you read the above poem and just think to yourself "that's that really twee poem that I learnt at school", then maybe you are missing life altogether and perhaps you should stop and realise that your life is just passing you by - it's not something that is going to happen some day in the future, it's something that you should be experiencing right now.

This poem often resurfaces in my mind when I am taking a moment to appreciate something beautiful. In this chaotic world we live in, I have learnt that even driving to the supermarket can be an exhilarating experience when I remember to concentrate on the beautiful things around me. To live life feeling alive, that has to be success.

No comments:

Post a Comment