Wedding Poem for Nature Loving Geeks

I really hope one of my couple requests this one someday.  (Don’t worry about length: the spoken word is faster than the appearances of the written word.)

“Evolution” by Langdon Smith

When you were a tadpole and I was a fish–In the Paleozoic time, And side by side on the ebbing tide–We sprawled through the ooze and slime, Or skittered with many a caudal flip–Through the depths of the Cambrian fen, My heart was rife with the joy of life, For I loved you even then. Mindless we lived and mindless we loved–And mindless at last we died; And deep in the rift of the Caradoc drift–We slumbered side by side. The world turned on in the lathe of time, The hot lands heaved amain, Till we caught our breath from the womb of death–And crept into life again. We were amphibians, scaled and tailed, And drab as a dead man’s hand; We coiled at ease ‘neath the dripping trees–Or trailed through the mud and sand. Croaking and blind, with our three-clawed feet–Writing a language dumb, With never a spark in the empty dark–To hint at a life to come. Yet happy we lived and happy we loved, And happy we died once more; Our forms were rolled in the clinging mold–Of a Neocomian shore. The eons came and the eons fled–And the sleep that wrapped us fast–Was riven away in a newer day–And the night of death was passed. Then light and swift through the jungle trees–We swung in our airy flights, Or breathed in the balms of the fronded palms–In the hush of the moonless nights; And oh! what beautiful years were there–When our hearts clung each to each; When life was filled and our senses thrilled–In the first faint dawn of speech. Thus life by life and love by love–We passed through the cycles strange, And breath by breath and death by death–We followed the chain of change. Till there came a time in the law of life–When over the nursing sod–The shadows broke and the soul awoke–In a strange, dim dream of God. I was thewed like an Auroch bull–And tusked like the great cave bear; And you, my sweet, from head to feet–Were gowned in your glorious hair. Deep in the gloom of a fireless cave, When the night fell o’er the plain–And the moon hung red o’er the river bed–We mumbled the bones of the slain. I flaked a flint to a cutting edge–And shaped it with brutish craft; I broke a shank from the woodland lank –And fitted it, head and haft; Than I hid me close to the reedy tarn, Where the mammoth came to drink; Through the brawn and bone I drove the stone–And slew him upon the brink. Loud I howled through the moonlit wastes, Loud answered our kith and kin; From west to east to the crimson feast–The clan came tramping in. O’er joint and gristle and padded hoof–We fought and clawed and tore, And cheek by jowl with many a growl–We talked the marvel o’er. I carved that fight on a reindeer bone–With rude and hairy hand; I pictured his fall on the cavern wall–That men might understand. For we lived by blood and the right of might–Ere human laws were drawn, And the age of sin did not begin–Til our brutal tusks were gone. And that was a million years ago–In a time that no man knows; Yet here tonight in the mellow light–We sit at Delmonico’s. Your eyes are deep as the Devon springs, Your hair is dark as jet, Your years are few, your life is new, Your soul untried, and yet –Our trail is on the Kimmeridge clay–And the scarp of the Purbeck flags; We have left our bones in the Bagshot stones–And deep in the Coralline crags; Our love is old, our lives are old, And death shall come amain; Should it come today, what man may say–We shall not live again? God wrought our souls from the Tremadoc beds–And furnish’d them wings to fly; He sowed our spawn in the world’s dim dawn, And I know that it shall not die, Through cities have sprung above the graves–Where the crook-bone men made war–And the ox-wain creaks o’er the buried caves-Where the mummied mammoths are. Then as we linger at luncheon here–O’er many a dainty dish, Let us drink anew to the time when you–Were a tadpole and I was a fish.

 

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