Brevity sweet brevity
the apple of my eye
crisping shimmer twilight
tales bold with earthly treasure.
What was once pacified
became valiant in youth
horizons now but gleeming
in a little longer day.
Brevity dearest brevity
awake by comforting embrace
Grandma's old clunky furnace
warm blankets piled thick
never fade away.
Now my lady stands beside me
an angel in whose arms I rest
love's oil lamp light
neither shadows labor nor toil
but brevity sacred brevity
in a moment essence wit
one more day to cherish
love and sacred brevity
riding destinys' carriage
along the way home.
Timeless wisdom and advice on the art of living for today’s young and old: The art of thinking, the art of loving, the art of working, the art of leadership, the art of growing old.
A new translation by Sergio E. Serrano of this inspirationa