Gothic Castle

Castle of ruins – yet dreams of continued birth! Though part by part fall every now And then The dreams like the mists round it Rise and rise And multiply as humans multiply O! that we humans, we in the least As this Gothic castle! At least what we lose on one side Would on the other be gained and More, more than gained, my Monsignor! How thunder vibrates in your roots, Gothic castle of foundations Ancient as ancient roots, Despite The general dilapidation, yet, Yet Holding grimly in the mother Earth. We too, We humans must hold on to our roots, Not In the general revels of evolution Our heads grow so much That we lose hold on our roots. Who loses Holds on his roots will slide slow At first Then deeper down and faster: So with us humans: To this we will be condemned. Therefore humans let us amend; Let us look at nobility in the face Let a percentage always be conserved Of the old ancient past that Of all evolution root strong be must. Falter not human, as the Gothic castle Be: See how many tempests, how many Nights when thundering tore The Earth and ripped the trees And yet The Gothic castle still stood grim With white face yet brave In that wild feast of lighting, Orchestra Light that comes and goes, so fearful! You too, human Must read and must act. To read and no to act be not enough; It will increase the pain It will increase the resentment When the moment of collapse comes. Therefore human and Gothic castle Be as one: Even in the shrouds and ghosts That come at night to mourn and To lament: Then with them in one general call Your cry to heaven will rise A call of Justice to the Earth And a new Dawn that will soon come Tempests that abate Peace, Dawn, Day that come!