You may know the works of Rudyard Kipling through the marketing of the Disney Corporation, particularly Kipling’s book, The Jungle Book, which has been put to life through Disney’s animators. It was in fact the very first movie I saw in a movie theatre (I was 10). There’s a wonderful story, as it lives in my memory there which I will tell here sometime soon.
But here is one of Rudyard’s poems which is, I think masterful and insightful and hauntingly true.
When Earth’s last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried,
When the oldest 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 comet’s 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 will work for the money, and no one will work for the 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!
And in some ways the music of the Gaither Vocal Band speaks to it… enjoy!