Sonnet: Glory

Man tries his level-best to gain glory,
In short a time and by all covert means;
His life gets spent with mind in this worry,
Knowing not that they are but earthly scenes!

One’s glory got by climbing high a peak,
Will stay forev’r if done by hardest way;
But glory o’er-night, others try to seek,
That plummets down to earth during the day!

All earthly glory vanishes with time;
Some may remain for centuries to come;
The wisest man will make his life sublime,
By keeping eyes fixed on heaven- God’s home!

The glory got by man’s efforts lasts not;
Each word from mouth of God decides one’s lot!

poem by John Celes (26 December 2006)
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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