Classic Poem

Oh carve it like the Astrolabe and set
With planetary symbols the golden stone;
With measurings of days and nights the zone …
With patternings of gold and silver fret.
Make beautiful the magic amulet.
Richly engrave with astronomic sign
The spinning circle; with sidereal line,
The Zodiac and stellar alphabet.

So money, in the rim of the world, swings round.
It measures earth and sea and mountains high.
It steers the ship, translates the starry sky.
It multiplies, divides and makes no sound.
It measures the seasons and we see it bring
Apples of gold and festivals in Spring.