Thursday, March 10, 2011

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.

Robert Frost

11 comments:

Luísa said...

that's a perfect match, Thinker :) Nature is a really inspiration for writers and artists of all kinds.

thinker said...

Glad you liked it, Luisa. That's a great photo, where is it taken?

Luísa said...

thank you :) in Stockholm, a beautiful nature-friendly city :)

Baley Petersen said...

One of my favorite poems!

thinker said...

Glad you liked our post Baley.

get zapped said...

Love this, great complement - poem & photo!

thinker said...

Happy you liked our post Get Zapped.

Cécile said...

What a beautiful poem! And the picture is great :)

thinker said...

Thank you Cecile, happy you liked the poem and the photo.

Wine in Thyme said...

Gold is also one of nature's last colors before the killing frost. Thanks for sharing this lovely reminder of the season.

thinker said...

Happy you liked it WineInThyme.