The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours…
“The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
Life and death are intertwined; human effort is fleeting against nature’s endless cycle.
In simple terms: Human work is temporary; nature endures.
Accept impermanence, find peace in the present.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- gardening
- reflection on aging
- contemplating legacy
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you reconcile personal effort with nature’s vastness?
- What rituals help you accept impermanence?
Nature’s cycles can dwarf human meaning.