The King Lives

I have been part of the Jupiterian tastes:

the coming and going, the long-standing tests,

the ease of mastery and the humility it gets

too fast through those paces, making wastes.

I gave and took, remembering only half

at a time not long past, wielding hook and staff

yet looking for company. I had only half

at a time, yet still doubly that

do the hours pace on and the King still lives

so that the pieces I took will be the pieces I give.