The Dreamers

When age fell upon the world,
and wonder went out of the minds of men;
when grey cities reared to smoky skies tall towers grim and ugly,
in whose shadow none might dream of the
sun or of Spring’s flowering meads;
when learning stripped the Earth of her mantle of beauty
and poets sang no more of twisted phantoms seen
with bleared and inward looking eyes;
when these things had come to pass, and childish hopes had gone forever, there was a man who traveled out of life on a quest into spaces whither the world’s dreams had fled.