LONG AGO IN EGYPT
Long ago, in Egypt, the strange kings were waking:
Sunrise and sunset and the mid-day sun,
Rain and the bird’s voice were theirs for the taking;
They lived, and we live, and Life’s not done.
Long ago, in Egypt, the strange kings grew older:
Year in and year out, and the spring allures,
All these they knew and ere their hearts grew colder,
They loved and we love and Love endures.
Far away in Egypt, the strange kings lie sleeping:
Rising and falling the old Nile flows,
Thro’ seedtime and growing and the time for reaping
They wait and we wait, for what, none knows.