Perseverance brings good fortune
Crossing the river
You meet the great man
Myself? No – you of course
Who will not take a balanced mind for granted
Nor leave it to the whims
Nor chances of this world
Revolving trees of winter into spring
You are a well of deep water
Cool and pure well water
You draw from the well to keep your head
Well above water
When wheels and noise of business
Grind the gravel grit of every street
So living creatures all suspect a gang-war
Your inner well is refuge
As sanity merely becomes
A default setting in our New Dark Age
Affecting sophistication
As much as it is barbarous
Willing to forfeit
Reason for profit
Putting paid to repose
Swept and pestered by the latest fads
Reckless in a mania of self-interest
Dreaming of a world at peace
While hacking it to shreds
Bernard Saint
Illustration: Claire Palmer
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