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by socrates44San Fernando, Trinidad and TobagoNov 201419 comments

The Wheel Of Life

The wheel of life keeps turning every day
Birth, life and then the subsequent decay
All living things must return whence they came
The pattern always remaining the same

All living things start life's journey at birth
Become adult through the process of growth
They then participate in reproduction
Thus creating the next generation

Life then continues daily in this world
Until old age and illness take their toll
Lastly, all must face death's reality
That brings a final end to life's journey

The wheel goes through a full revolution
With each and every new generation
Whatever is alive will someday die
This will surely happen as time goes by
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Posted: Nov 2014

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To everything turn turn turn. Excellent writing on the wall Mr S. Cheers my friend…Jessehandshake handshake
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Again a piece of wisdom everybody would agree with. Though the finale is what awaits us all I found reassurance in the very recurrence of events, in that life goes on despite anything. But there is always a lingering knowledge of it never being over even when one is no more and when a single soul remembering one to the last moment is gone too: one is still there in his past deeds, writings, in anything worthy and good.

Author: Alexander Pushkin

What is it that you cherish in my name?
It’s doomed to die as wistful noise
Of wave that splashed against a bank,
As creepy sound in nightly grove.

On memorandum it will leave a trace,
A lifeless mark like pattern strange
Of epitaph on tombstone grave
Carved in a tongue unknown and quaint.

What is in it? Long time forgotten since
In worries of the new tumultuous times
Your soul will never own, partake in bliss
Of tender recollections pure and nice.

But on the day of sadness, when in peace
You utter it in token of your grief,
You whisper: there is memory of me,
There’s heart in world in which I'm living still...

Thank you, dear poet, again and again for making me rummage in my translations in search for what I hoped would be in line with what you say and many thanks for sharing your wisdom with us! Kindest regards!tip hat bouquet
Socarates...excellent words of wisdom my friend! I love the nod to a "wheel", so true! hug

Marikia thanks for sharing Pushkin with us! Also very excellent! hug purple heart
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Thanks for your comment. I remember the song, "Turn, Turn, Turn" from the 1960s quite well. It was one of my favourites. It was popularised by the Byrds. It is based on Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 from the Bible, part of which states:
"To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die"
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Thanks for your comment
I heard of Pushkin before. This is the first time I am being introduced to his work. Special thanks to you for your English translation and your elaboration of its message which is similar to that of my piece.
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Thanks for your kind comment. I appreciate it very much.
Best Regards!
Like a wheel, over and over....great symbolism and so true. Some think of running the wheel backwards, repeating what they did but with change.....I believe we are here to learn, we may regret some of the past, but what lessons we have learned!

Keep on rolling.....thumbs up daisy
And just like the dawning of a new day the sun is reborn to rule the way. Truth written in stone big respect brotherhandshake
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well written sir . handshake
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well written sir . handshake
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Thanks for your comment.

This wheel turns in the forward direction only.
We may try to avoid repeating "errors" of the past
but they cannot be undone.
It's like the moving finger in Omar Khayyam's "Rubaiyat"

"The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it."

Best Regards!
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Thanks for your kind comment.
I like your phrase:
"like the dawning of a new day
the sun is reborn to rule the way."

Perhaps you could weave it into a full poem.
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Thanks for your comment.
Seems like you have made a great discovery.
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Thanks very much for your kind comment.
Hi, socrates44,
All living things must return whence they came... And, generations after generations debate about that whence. Regardless of from or to where we are going, as Folliott S. Pierpoint (1835-1917) reminds us with his lyrics, it is good to be thankful for the beauty of the earth, splendor of the skies and the love that surrounds us. As Mary Oliver challenges, 'Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?' Thanks for sharing this thought-provoling poem.
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Thanks for your comment providing us with much food for thought.
The cycle of life , youth to memory's.
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Have a nice day!
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