Ageing and clouds
These ancient be
And Primitive
Hence their strength
Their soaring over things as laws
Orders and institutions of power full
These
These not ancient be
Nor Primitive
Thus
Not own the strength of ageing and
Clouds:
To them serve in ancient realms
Generation upon generation
Walk
Unto the rise and setting of the sun
In days that remain and be to this world.
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