The Casil’s Knight

Now Alpha testing – we’ve a shape
Of corporate life which we could take
From this small concept to the streets;
The day’s now here for us to see –

If we can here at Kitty Hawk,
Make our machine rise from our talk;
A prototype of paradigm –
Or was our talk a waste of time?

I know folks want a Concorde now,
Ask, “What c’ha got?” and “when?” and “how?”
“Defer the win to get it right?
I rather think you’re not too bright.”

But Mennonites just say their “Hmmmm”,
And carry on while leaving room
For folks to hold opinions right,
While they rise up, and out of sight.

They’ve brought to us a way of peace;
Said, “Give your life, for through release
Of life to all who ’round you live,
You bring on peace – don’t take, but give.

We gave them land for their strange ways –
A swampy bog for them to raise
Their kids, and live their way of life,
With ox and plow and pregnant wife.

Once more they took what lay at hand,
And in that bog transformed the land
Into a firm prosperity,
Like other times through history.

A Mennonite wed to a Scott –
Now there’s a mix – for both were taught
“The ways of cash”; “Hard work and brains”;
“When all is gone, get up again.”

As at the wedding, so will be
That gentle blend of harmony:
“Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,
Praise him all creatures here below.”

For Scots that day, quite shocked they were;
“They know that piece!” In hymn they heard
A heritage raised up through pain –
“Ach, Grace has filled our Kirk again.”

There’s Saints and rascals all through life,
And both pour out their sage advice;
Let bullies have their schoolyard play,
For that’s their top – their only day.

There’s folks around who long to run,
To mix their gifts for added fun;
They wait your call to join the pack,
They know they’re part of what you lack.

For swamps aren’t drained by single men –
Communities together lend
Their backs, and brains, and harmonies,
Together – thus their Maker please.

The two one flesh at wedding time
Become, as each their lives combine;
Take from your paths each heritage,
And blend a base for this new stage.

This land you’ve chosen with your wife –
It longs for you to pour your life
Into its need, to animate,
So all can then participate –

And pour their love to those around
Where they hang out, until is found
A world transformed by life on life –
From bonny lass and Scottish knight.

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