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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509103" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Treasure</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509103" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Mountains, a moment's earth-waves rising and hollowing; the<br>earth too's an ephemerid; the stars-<br>Short-lived as grass the stars quicken in the nebula and dry in their<br>summer, they spiral<br>Blind up space, scattered black seeds of a future; nothing lives<br>long, the whole sky's<br>Recurrences tick the seconds of the hours of the ages of the gulf<br>before birth, and the gulf<br>After death is like dated: to labor eighty years in a notch of<br>eternity is nothing too tiresome,<br>Enormous repose after, enormous repose before, the flash of<br>activity.<br>Surely you never have dreamed the incredible depths were prologue<br>and epilogue merely<br>To the surface play in the sun, the instant of life, what is called<br>life? I fancy<br>That silence is the thing, this noise a found word for it; interjection,<br>a jump of the breath at that silence;<br>Stars burn, grass grows, men breathe: as a man finding treasure<br>says 'Ah!' but the treasure's the essence;<br>Before the man spoke it was there, and after he has spoken he<br>gathers it, inexhaustible treasure.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robinson+Jeffers">Robinson Jeffers</a></strong></div>

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