Treasure Island

Hermann Hesse

(2 July 1877 – 9 August 1962 / Calw, Württemberg)

Stages


As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.
Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.

The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slave of permanence.
Even the hour of our death may send
Us speeding on to fresh and newer spaces,
And life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.

Submitted: Thursday, April 08, 2010

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  • Abekah Emmanuel (8/17/2014 1:10:00 PM)

    indeed, life consists of many stages of which we must pass through to become who we want to be. We shouldnt allow anything to detain us from moving from one stage to another. Nice poem! (Report) Reply

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