A Poem to Share

I actually stumbled upon this while reading the introduction to a scientific journal article (further proof that scientists can be thoughtful poetic people as well!)
It made me think of Dayton...

I do not know much about gods; but I think the river
Is a strong brown god|sullen, untamed and intractable,
Patient to some degree, at ­ rst recognized as a frontier;
Useful, untrustworthy, as a conveyer of commerce;
Then only a problem confronting the builder of bridges.
The problem once solved, the brown god is almost forgotten
By the dwellers in cities|ever, however, implacable,
Keeping his seasons and rages, destroyer, reminder
Of what men choose to forget. Unhonoured, unpropitiated
By worshippers of the machine, but waiting, watching and
Waiting.
T. S. Eliot, The dry salvages