Nicolaus Silver Poem by Paul Reed

Nicolaus Silver…
You lie safely in your grave
Unknowing of the fire you lit in my heart
All the years since spent thumbing pages
Hopes raised and dashed
Pulses quickening
That fire still rages;
Yes, you started it all
A race that can never finish
Not erode with time
Or the years diminish;
For my love was pure then
Borne of childish eyes that believed
Without impediment or fear
Or the bitterness of experiences;
Those since that have stood
At the threshold of my high altar
Brigadier Gerard, Mill House
Rock of Gibraltar;
All loved
But you were the first
The one that started the hunger
That created the thirst;
And for all of the hooves that have hit the turf since
Yours made the deepest impression.