Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
Beauty, midnight, vision dies: Let the winds of dawn that blow Softly round your dreaming head Such a day of welcome show Eye and knocking heart may bless, Find our mortal world enough; Noons of dryness find you fed By the involuntary powers, Nights of insult let you pass Watched by every human love.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the fleeting nature of beauty and vision, urging appreciation for life's transient moments.
W. H. Auden's quote speaks to the impermanence of beauty, suggesting that while visions and moments may fade like the night turning to dawn, we should hope for days filled with warmth and kindness. The imagery of the winds of dawn symbolizes new beginnings and the blessings of love, encouraging us to find value in our existence despite life's inherent challenges and the passage of time.
In practice
In a graduation speech, one might remind students to value the beautiful moments of life despite its challenges.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
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