Stat Crux Dum Volvitur Orbis

[poliphilo]

Stat Crux Dum Volvitur Orbis

 

The young have other priorities-

I understand that.

A leman to hold you,

Children running in the garth,

White flowers at the start of the year,

Apples in the long grass smelling sweetly of death-

These are all good things

While their seasons last.

But why should an old man or woman want more

Than a roof to keep the rain off,

A stout door to keep the newsmongers out,

Water running from a bronze tap,

A garden to dig in,

Books to read and write in,

Brothers and sisters- all close-

But none of them speaking

Except in silence-

Silence

The conversation of angels-

And one Friend

Steady in all his gifts,

Steady in every season,

Of whom it would be foolish to say more?

 

A tree is desirable too- especially if it’s a nut tree.

Although I wouldn’t say I needed it,

I am happy to have one.