By Moomookshoo
The inspiration for this poem comes from Swami Vivekananda's talks on Maya given in the second volume of the Complete Works and King Yudhishthira's answer to Yaksha's question given in the Mahabharata.
Do you sometimes wonder
What is the greatest wonder?
The ancient world had its seven wonders;
The modern world boasts its own wonders;
The future may bring even greater wonders.
But, curiously enough, we miss the eternal wonders!
Isn't this the greatest of all wonders?
We look around and find a world of constant change,
Nothing ever remains the same, except that things change.
Yesterday's child is today's young man,
Only on the way to be tomorrow's old man.
What we today fondly call "mine", many in the past called "mine",
And many more will do the same, in the relentless march of time.
The present undoubtedly is ephemeral,
Yet it feels reassuringly eternal!
Isn't this a wonder eternal?
Do you sometimes wonder
What is the greatest wonder?
The ancient world had its seven wonders;
The modern world boasts its own wonders;
The future may bring even greater wonders.
But, curiously enough, we miss the eternal wonders!
Isn't this the greatest of all wonders?
We look around and find a world of constant change,
Nothing ever remains the same, except that things change.
Yesterday's child is today's young man,
Only on the way to be tomorrow's old man.
What we today fondly call "mine", many in the past called "mine",
And many more will do the same, in the relentless march of time.
The present undoubtedly is ephemeral,
Yet it feels reassuringly eternal!
Isn't this a wonder eternal?