The Archivist
The Archivist that takes his quill
Unsheathes a mighty sword
From which instructive ink does spill
That transfers knowledge stored
Memories of times gone by
Records of our past
Ancient ciphers never die
They are patiently recast
Onto pages, sacred scrolls
By nimble, astute minds
Stalwart creatures, gracious souls
Perseverance that reminds
Of venerated histories
The continuum we share
Our ancestors’ great mysteries
Of love, joy, and despair
Philosophies, the arts, and verse
Stories that define
For time we must in faith traverse
With the spirits we enshrine
The journey starts with every scribe
That reveres Clio’s chore
Without perception, there's no tribe
No existence, absent lore
***
Theo J. van Joolen©2013
Unsheathes a mighty sword
From which instructive ink does spill
That transfers knowledge stored
Memories of times gone by
Records of our past
Ancient ciphers never die
They are patiently recast
Onto pages, sacred scrolls
By nimble, astute minds
Stalwart creatures, gracious souls
Perseverance that reminds
Of venerated histories
The continuum we share
Our ancestors’ great mysteries
Of love, joy, and despair
Philosophies, the arts, and verse
Stories that define
For time we must in faith traverse
With the spirits we enshrine
The journey starts with every scribe
That reveres Clio’s chore
Without perception, there's no tribe
No existence, absent lore
***
Theo J. van Joolen©2013