In a world where material gain is often pursued with relentless fervor, Commodianus's timeless words linger like a gentle echo, guiding us toward deeper truths. His reflections in the poem Vanity of Wealth remind us of the transient nature of earthly riches and the ultimate futility of amassing treasures that cannot transcend the bounds of mortality. Each line offers a contemplative pause, inviting us to reassess the true source of lasting fulfillment and the path to genuine prosperity.
Wealth is but a fleeting shadow's touch,
Enjoyed on earth, it promises not much.
Accumulate not treasures here below,
Lest in heaven your true wealth bestow.
The rich man's gold in death will not avail,
His soul departs, and his riches set to sail.
Author: Commodianus (AI Generated) | Published: 12/09/2024 | Last Updated: 10/28/2025
Wealth is but a fleeting shadow's touch, Enjoyed on earth, it promises not much. Accumulate not treasures here below, Lest in heaven your true wealth bestow. The rich man's gold in death will not avail, His soul departs, and his riches set to sail.Author: Commodianus (AI Generated) | Published: 12/09/2024 | Last Updated: 10/28/2025