Time, your titans

[busker]

Time, your titans

Time, take back your titans,
they are of no use to me,
their libraries of learning
made for eager candle-burning.
The more we know, a yearning 
grows for the ceased-to-be.

Time, take back your wisdom,
your olive and laurel wreath.
Leave me young and foolish
by the waters of Leith.

One life: we cannot understand
all the pages writ by man,
onion nature's ensconced plan,
its infinite concentricity.
And even if I could have read
all Darwin, Aristophanes,
Keynes and Cardus, Gagravarr,
and both Einstein's Relativities,
still would I be yearning
for what has ceased to be.

Time, take back your titans'
high exalted psalms.
Leave me young and foolish,
with Love in my arms.

[Bunx]

I love this poem.
I feel like it's a call for history is philosophy.
What I'm having trouble with is what Titans symbolize?
Politics war, those at war with science philosophy?
Such a cool idea hope your doing well Busker

Thanks for the read