Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature’s first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf’s a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.


It is the first poem that I could think of when I went to this beautiful place today; about a hundred miles from my home. Robert Frost, one of the most celebrated poet of America, about whom President Kennedy once said “”He has bequeathed his nation a body of imperishable verse from which Americans will forever gain joy and understanding.”

Here are some pictures of the places I visited today

There is no greater joy than walking in a lonely area and feeling the wind against your skin. I get such a serene feeling sometimes, just walking and looking around. Definitely takes my mind off a lot of things, even if it’s just for a little time.


It doesn’t take a lot to connect with nature. All we need to do is just pay attention to what we see, and value it. Nature is like poet’s words, and the more you try to look into it the more meanings you will find. The meanings are never confusing; they are just a lead to the way of discovering ourselves.


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This entry was posted on 06/30/2012 by in life and tagged , , , , , , .
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