Nothing Gold Can Stay

So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay." Wow.

So that last line is the title, Nothing Gold Can Stay.

Yep.

We probably should have said at the start.

... sweeps our little lives away.

But is it true?

No- nothing, nothing gold can stay.

In the film, yeah.

It's Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost.

That gets mentioned and is obviously a central tenet of what the film is all about.

Ralph Macchio explains it at the end.

One of my favorite poems actually, which was sent to me in the wake of a tragic event from a good friend of ours, Mike Mawn, is by Robert Frost.

It's called "Out, Out." It's not nearly as well-known, I think, as "The Road Less Traveled" or "Nothing Gold Can Stay" or the greatest hits.

But it tells the story of a little boy who dies in an accident.

It was apparently something that Robert Frost read in the local newspaper, and so he talks about this sudden and tragic thing.

And we are perhaps not built to understand this in all its fullness, but may we live lives that strive to come closer to love.

I'd like to finish tonight with a poem written by Carolyn Confer, and it's inspired by Robert Frost's poem called Nothing Gold Can Stay.

This poem describes colors and seasons from creation scapes in North America, but you might like to close your eyes and imagine how these rhythms will be different for the lands and waterways we are living amongst, be that Gadigal or Wongal or somewhere else.

Hear the cyclical divine among these words, friends, and I encourage you to take some time to seek it out this week too.

Yeah.

And he, that's from the nothing gold can stay where he, right there he recites the poem to Johnny.

Yeah.

The Robert Frost poem.

Um, so yeah.

He remarks on the sunrise, right? It, "All gold and silver.

Too bad it can't stay like that all the time." Uh, and that's where nothing gold can stay is brought up, and this is a poem, of course, by Nothing Gold Can Stay is the name of it, by Robert Frost.

And it's, and it says, "Nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold.