Sunday, May 17, 2009

Rudyard Kipling

When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted
1892 L'Envoi To "The Seven Seas"

When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried,
When the ol
dest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it -- lie down for an aeon or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew.
And those that were good shall be happy; they shall sit in a golden chair;
They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets' hair.
They shall find real saints to draw from -- Magdalene, Peter, and Paul;
They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all!
And only The Master shall praise us, and only The Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,
But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They are!


Silent_Majority said...

I truly enjoyed that piece. I have to admit I have always enjoyed such prose and find it inspiring.

Danny Thornton said...

I have to echo the above comment in that I truly enjoyed reading this.

Debbie said...

Thank you for your comments. This poem really moved me.