Into the shipwreck by Time presented
I see fragment with fragment of
My verse and song
Floating on the green waves and
Eddying in the turbid sump
Of the green tempest in this cruel age.
See, see, amongst the bits
Of wood that came
From the old vessel, aged, that was
Younger, much young
And stronger
Ten years, eleven years ago:
Beginning of a century; beginning of a
Millennium:
Then
The waters quiet were but now
The tempests rage as when in Galilee
Out of the calm in sudden rose
The tempests when Jesus slept.
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