[Redbook1:211C-T][19710728][River.II.[vii]][28th
July 1971ff]
28.7.71.[and later][continued]
River. II.
[continued]
[vii]
*
In
my middle-age
Youth joined
me,
Crystal water
from the chalk:
‘A child on
wind-swept fields I played,
And among the
trees I wandered:
And I sang in
the hills;
I grew with
the wind in my blood,
And the rain
fed me;
But the red
sun sank in the West,
And chill
mists rose from the water;
Light faded;
cold tightened;
And love was
stifled by fellowship:
I went,
weeping in grey lands.
‘Times
change: Love I found
In the
shadows of that mound;
Time passes:
Love I lost
In the deep
World sharply tossed.’
*
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