Who wants to stem the flow of man’s ideas

With all their consequences, new and strange,

Must take their leave of living and retire

Into a dream.  The slowly moving years

Bring in their train inevitable change

And throw outworn beliefs upon the fire.

No use nostalgic reveries and tears

When man’s relentless purpose wide doth range

To satisfy the promptings of desire

And probe still deeper.  Let no futile fears

Trouble the heart when in this quiet grove

One sees a place of worship now become

A dwelling house : it still may be God’s home.

They also praise who only live and love.


Mona’s Herald     14.3.61