The Never Old


They who can smile when others have hate,
Nor bind the heart with frosts of fate,
Their feet will go with laughter bold,
The green roads of the Never Old.

They who can let the spirits shine,
And keep the heart a lifted shrine,
Their feet will glide with fire-of-gold,
The bright road of the Never Old.

They who can put self aside
And in Love’s saddle leap and ride,
Their eyes will see the gated unfold,
To glad roads of the Never Old.

I am done with the years that were, I am quits,
I am done with the dead and the old!
They are mines worked out, I delved in their pits,
I have saved their grain of gold.

Now I turn to the future for wine and bread,
I have bidden the past adieu,
I laugh, and lift hands to the years ahead:
“Come on, I am ready for you!”
–Edwin Markham

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