Skimming on her life’s surface
Leaving no whiff of self- nary a trace
Gliding blithely waltzing to please
Wispy ghost butterfly barely existing
Shadowy creature courting windmills
Substance shed to garner good wills
Knowing not existing in other’s light
Is heartbreak and a pathetic plight
Forsaking legacy of values- heedless
To inner fires that can light up a few
Extinguishing all, chasing fake glory
Imploding self foolishly, a sad story
Star yonder burning bright in moon’s limelight
Take heart, you too can enlighten and steer
Misled seekers to their chosen paths austere
Hold, cherish self sphere- realm and veneer!!
Shallow living without strong feeling
Skimming on surface- passions lacking
Facing small deaths repeatedly living
Better to die passionately than vicariously
Scratch surface skin bravely let all be exposed
True worth is in living fully and dying reposed
Butterflies flit briefly sans grit, fading stars
Streaking in life’s skies, a smudgy tail in wake, far
Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the
blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.
Buddha Indian, Leader
Thus much for thy assurance know; a hollow friend is but a hellish foe.
Nicholas Breton English, Poet
Sometimes a symbol is illusory, a thing of ghostly
angles and glass, a hollow pane of abstraction which
has trapped as reflection the essence of a greater
meaning…sometimes ‘man’ is a symbol.
Thomas Whigham 1984- Author and Student
Silence is as deep as eternity, speech a shallow as time.
Thomas Carlyle Scottish, Philosopher
It’s a shallow life that doesn’t give a person a few scars.
Garrison Keillor American, Writer
Fame is an illusive thing — here today, gone tomorrow.
The fickle, shallow mob raises its heroes to the pinnacle
of approval today and hurls them into oblivion tomorrow
at the slightest whim; cheers today, hisses tomorrow;
utter forgetfulness in a few months.
Henry Miller 1891-1980, American
Either you decide to stay in the shallow end
of the pool or you go out in the ocean.
Christopher Reeve American, Actor
Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a
falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up
for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.
Elisabeth Kubler-Ross American, Psychologist
I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather be a superb meteor,
every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
Jack London American, Novelist
(PICTURES FROM INTERNET- NOT MINE)