Fireworks, Japan Day Düsseldorf 2005. To Cordula Philipps.
Fireworks, Japan Day 2005, Düsseldorf. Copyright © 2005 Farid Hajji. Gallery 45

The River Of Life

Thomas Campbell

The more we live, more brief appear,
Our life's succeeding stages;
A day to childhood seems a year,
And years like passing ages.

The gladsome current of our youth,
Ere passion yet disorders,
Steals lingering like a river smooth
Along its grassy borders.

But as the careworn cheek grows wan,
And sorrow's shafts fly thicker,
Ye stars, that measure life to man,
Why seem your courses quicker?

When joys have lost their bloom and breath,
And life itself is vapid,
Why, as we near the Falls of Death,
Feel we its tide more rapid?

It may be strange, -- yet who would change
Time's course to slower speeding,
When one by one our friends have gone
And left our bosoms bleeding?

Heaven gives our years of fading strengh
Indemnifying fleetness;
And those of youth, a seeming length,
Proportioned to their sweetness.

Poem submitted on New Year's Eve 2006 to
Cordula Philipps with the legend:
"Happy New Year 2006!"
Transfered to Cordula's Web 12/31/2009.

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